Why is it so embarrassing?
If it is youthful and frivolous, what does it count as? The past is the past, and meeting again is the beginning.
The boundaries between right and wrong are ambiguous and do not require a boundary.
Which one is right and which one is wrong? A difference of thought can change the world forever. Looking back again, it is just gravel and dust, but the past is extremely ridiculous...
Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallow returns.
We... Return together...