First blush, then red eyes. Who sang it?

Eyes are red

I still miss him very much, and I learned guitar together, and I have a pair of dark circles. Looking back on the summer vacation of grade three, I never played the guitar. As for the summer vacation, I shed tears in order to vent everything. Everyone talks about me and treats me as a joke. Because of losing him, I'd rather take a day off, but it's better than the students in the next class. After I left, I never returned to Lebanon. But being able to get in touch with love has also earned some troubles. At first, my face was red, and now my eyes are red. However, I still feel that love is like a dream. I will never be popular again. Hope is no longer impulsive, and love is separated until we enter the city. This is expected, but the more I talk about it, the more excited I am. How can I describe this feeling of lovelorn? The first love is unforgettable, and the first heartache. Holding this old photo, I remembered that I was flirting with him, and I got many gifts. Still no phone, is it equivalent to saying goodbye? This is the first time I feel how terrible I expect. I didn't forget to call you. I'm so happy. However, some hate is better than no hate, but it is better to be with him. Don't blame him. I was red at first, and now my eyes are red. No matter how naive I am, I still feel that love is like a dream. I don't blush anymore. I hope not to be impulsive, and I will leave when I enter the city. However, as expected, holding an old photo reminded me that I was flirting with him, but I felt that I cried too little that day.