This is a warm and lonely story like a fleeting time.
She came to a small town,
The town has beautiful scenery and simple people.
One after another,
There are wonderful legends about there,
one after another,
Those wonderful people.
[The story of girls who have been dancing ballet,
He has the loneliness of a boy with a big house,
Where was the hollow doll's heart thrown?
In lemongrass season,
Why is there an air of sadness floating in the wind? .....]
This is a story as lonely and warm as the passing years.
To my dearest classmates.