Think Carefully, the World Is Like a Dream

Lonely in the deep boudoir, every inch of my tender heart is full of sorrow. I cherish the spring when spring is gone, and it will rain at some time. Leaning on the railings all over the place, just without emotion! Where are people? The grass is dying all day long, and it is impossible to see the way back. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.