A child who was hated and abandoned by the world met his own sun on a cloudy day. Those help and eternal trust were broken by a letter, and the sun was covered by clouds again. The sun will always set and the moon will hang high, and the moon that he truly loves will eventually set in the dark night, ending his youth. Youth under the moon is lonely and cold, and it is also the dead heart of a young man
Intention: Don't think that others belong to you. The sun belongs to everyone. I hope that it is this youth that ends, not your life.