Carousel. Even if the paint fades, he is still running happily with music.
However, the amusement park at this moment can no longer infect its happiness.
Just like the silence after a gorgeous banquet, there is only the helpless song of the nightingale.
I said, I'll wait for you.
But, it's a pity that you don't know my promise to you.
When your figures overlap, I can't move away.
It's to leave. We should still strive for it.