Tears hit my cheeks, but I became more beautiful.
Unable to escape from the secular rules, I could only cry silently and look at the blurry map of the future.
They are all boring things collected to fill an empty soul.
Bye-Bye, my cherished moments that are gone forever.
Open the small, closed window, and in that quiet corner of the night, you will gradually be dyed with color, and feel the sunrise in a deeper and more peaceful way.
Tears hit my cheeks, but I became more beautiful.