Sakura, a Dream Forgotten for Thousands of Years

Under the cherry blossom tree, there is a stone table with cups filled with wine, waiting for your story. Here are your familiar feelings, your unspeakable sadness, and your memories that gradually turn into happy moments. This is just a place where you can calm down for a short time. There are stories about you and me. There are stories about you and me in the story. The crowds of people stopped, sat at the stone table, opened the earthly book, and read the joys and sorrows of the world. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.