It was the best of times for Japan, and it was also the worst of times for Japan. It was a period of alternating light and darkness, a period of intertwined faith and confusion. That is the season when dreams begin, and it is also the season when dreams end. The breeze blew, the cherry blossoms swayed, and they flew out of a cloud of snow that covered the sky, just like a dream. Although the flowers have fallen, the fragrance is still there. Through the heavy rain of flowers, touches of green and white slender figures are reflected in the eyes, engraved in the heart, and engraved in the long time, until forever...
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