All good things are like the light before dawn, giving you hope in the dark night.
All the bad things are like you walking and walking in the dark, but you can't see the exit.
An Yumo stood under a tree that seemed strange but very familiar, wearing a red dress, which was particularly dazzling. She looked up at the blue sky with tears in her eyes.
At this moment, she recalled many years ago, and every scene that had happened gradually became clear in her mind. What she will never forget is that beautiful but short time.
