Who can write me a string of words?

"Love you ..." Quietly, I listened to this song alone, stroking the wood grain on the plush chair and looking at the drizzly sky. The boatmen outside were still shouting dragon boat tunes and dragging their sailboats, looking forward to the next blue sky. Just like my mood at the moment, I know I have compromised with you at the moment. Who am I for? If I become a memory, will you still remember me? Are we really going to become a "half love song"? I don't want to, I don't want to say goodbye to you, I don't want to wish you to be someone else's bride, I don't want to suppress my inner feelings of "moving lips", I want to have the spirit of a boatman, for you, for us, I want to fight, I won't let our previous "meeting each other suddenly" become this ending, I think I have the answer, original by the author of "For You"!