I write this article in the hope that when everything is over, someone will still remember Nissan, not like a hero because of his sacrifice and greatness, but the kind of memory that misses the friends and companions we once lived with, nor the kind of memory of a genius who is very powerful, but the kind of memory of a quiet and gentle boy. He is not a genius, he is just a child. I remember you, not because you are a hero, but because we once met. Okay, having said so much above, I have explained the original intention of the creation. (It feels much smoother than writing. Sure enough, I am a bad writer...) Well, if I am not good at writing, please give me some advice.
Intention: