I remember that year when I was walking along the path of cherry blossom trees. I was surrounded by my entire youth, and what I was walking through was my entire youth. I would like to turn into a cherry blossom tree, stand there waiting for your arrival, and stay with you until the cherry blossom tree withers. But when the cherry blossom trees wither, will you still be by my side? I hope that my entire youth without regrets will be with me. What I remember is the year that I want to keep the most, and what I remember is everything and every choice we made in those years.