
About This Novel
Paper lanterns selling late-night noodles are parked by the river Trees full of red and yellow leaves in the sunset The bells are ringing in the wind, and the flowers are dying On the way, there is faint snow on the mountain road at sunset All these are free of charge and hopeless They are all lovable to her Her story in Ukiyo-e But I can't draw her appearance
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