In a society where all living beings are suffering, we just have a firm belief that there will always be someone who has ideals, ambitions, is kind and brave, understands our thoughts, and will trust and tolerate us wholeheartedly. Because of the existence of such a person, all the hardships and efforts have direction and meaning.
Our pursuit and greatest meaning in life are nothing but peace and joy.
There will always be people like that, and we must always believe that in this cold reality, there are still dreams, there is love, and there is still a clear sky.
I would like to dedicate this document to the passing years and friends who are gradually lost.
Purpose: I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it with me, but it didn't work out. I was a young man traveling.