It doesn't matter to me whether spring comes or falls, or the four seasons reincarnate. Anyone under the sun must have a shadow. You stand in the sunshine, and I look at your shadow as if I were looking at myself. Light is not a salvation for everyone, just like Snow. I came to this world in the cold winter just to see you and see the light. I don't want to face rivers or go into mountains and forests. Please let me float into the sky. From now on, the spring rain, summer thunder, autumn mist, and winter snow you see are all mine.
