Walking in the rain wearing a raincoat, wearing a red umbrella in the prime of youth. The clatter of horse hooves frightened hundreds of birds. The hero rides to the horizon. As soon as the star appears, we begin to bond, and the deserted world becomes chaotic. Leaving home and becoming a guest, I ascend to the high hall, and my heart is entangled in thousands of knots in the world of mortals. In the rain, the heart of the red umbrella first moved, but I didn't know that the bamboo hat was accompanied by the coir raincoat. Now I know that I have made a mistake, and the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.