Whose past is beautiful with a smile, and whose future will turn around a thousand times. In my memory, I found that piece of purple, which is the purple of lavender, the flower of purple dream. If there is an afterlife, can I be a lavender that only blooms in the quiet night after the hustle and bustle, and is exposed to the wind and dew, and all ties with the world are broken. There is no sorrow or joy. I am quietly waiting for your arrival in this pure land, only responsible for beauty...