The Wind Is Sweet When I Miss You

"At that time, I thought I just received a falling cherry blossom in spring, but my world would never have summer, autumn, or winter again." There is only the spring when I meet you And the gentle look in your eyes when you look at me. [It's not a very good book. It's a recovery work after not writing for a long time. With this setting, I plan to rewrite it after my writing skills become more stable] Intention: The world is not vulgar and decadent, I love the world because of you