I have always wanted to write a flower and vine article, and this time I finally wrote it. Although it is still very short, it is still tragic.
When I was writing this article, I kept listening to "Suddenly"
It was one or two o'clock in the morning. I didn't drink coffee, but I was surprisingly energetic. This was something I didn't expect. I just felt a little cold.
I don't know why I wrote such sad things. Is Kenji really that lonely?
Maybe it is, maybe it's not, who knows.
The rainy day is a good background, and the last blooming rose is a fleeting thought.
This article is relatively rough and has not been carefully thought through. It is only as far as I write, so there are probably many things that have not been carefully considered.
But that's how it feels when I write it, that's it.
Conception: