Platycodon flowers bloom, and happiness comes again, but some people are destined to be unable to grasp the flowers and retain happiness.
People say that when flowers bloom to their fullest, all they have to wait for is withering. It's another summer, and the withering petals are like a June snow, flying endlessly.
Many years have passed, and we have traveled through vast mountains and rivers, but we are always separated from each other, and we are at the end of the world.
Sigh, deep love will last forever, no matter what, love will be so great that it will hurt you.
The flowers are blooming, the beauty of the end, on the road to hell, turning into eternity, the platycodon flowers are blooming, the endless darkness, the beauty of death, life and death follow each other.