Sometimes, you really can't help yourself. Sometimes, you really can't help yourself. The world is so big, where is the country and home that Fuji really wants? It's just a letter, why is it so difficult? Gathering and separation are painful and hurried, and this hatred is endless. This year's flowers are more red than last year's. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year. Who knows? ----Old article, I was not satisfied with the ending no matter how I wrote it, so I slowly moved it over and slowly changed it....