"If you pick and choose your ears, you won't be able to fill the basket"——
She thought this poem was about longing,
Later I realized that it was about her and his fate.
It took him seven days to make her heart beat, and it took him ten years to make her heart beat.
When tea from the south meets snow from the north,
When she finally filled the basket of curly ears,
Only then did she realize that the basket was filled with her endless tears.
Sadomasochism × Tea Ceremony and Business War × Poetry and Prophecy of Destiny
"This cup of tea is called 'Never See You Again'."
