I have lived in this small city for twenty years, but I have not yet visited all the corners. Just like you who are with me, even if I am with you for ten or twenty years, I cannot see every cell that makes up you. But you will always be like my shadow, following me around. In the dark and on a beautiful sunny day, I see you as if I see myself. However, every time I feel lost and cry, I will recall the path I have taken, the you I was when I came here, and the me I was then.