A flower blooms at a thought, and a flower falls at a thought. She thought that she would eventually have to walk through this long and far-reaching world on her own.
While writing this book, all the past events finally disappeared.
She heard the sound of time breaking and the whisper of old time blown by the wind.
She once heard a sentence
Time stopped because the minute hand fell in love with the hour hand. When she first heard this sentence, she was laughing. Later, she smiled and burst into tears.
Maybe
In a daze, in an instant, we grow old like this.
Life is so joyful...