In this dark and cruel world, there is collapse, resentment, madness, throbbing, crying, struggling, distortion, transparency, denial, and finally change and growth. /The sadder life becomes, the more quietly it shakes/Naruto chanted an unknown poem in his mouth, looking at the fireflies that had devoted themselves to the hot summer and never returned.
The fallen flowers and willows, the solitary shadow reincarnation, the swastika wishes to accompany each other and sing in the clouds.
The flowers are picked up in the morning and evening, and the flowing light does not wait. Looking back, how much laughter there was last night, and the lingering memories of the old year. The shadow in the dream, the guest in the cup, the golden sword and the iron horse decay across the sea. The birds are singing, people are finally dispersed, my heart is still like a young child, and the flowers in the field are blooming.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
