From the moment of birth, people are destined to endure a lifetime of suffering.
Every suffering we suffer now is the price we paid for choosing to love each other in the first place.
However, we were just unfortunate enough to be born in the war years, so we paid a little more than others.
In the end, separation is not the end of love, forgetting is the most terrible punishment. Oaths are unreliable, and current events are unpredictable.
It is sad to find that one person's power is so small, pushing you and me to opposite ends of the world.
The position between ourselves and the enemy is already cruel, but it is not as good as memory. As time goes by, it sinks into the ocean of sadness.
Conception: