A story about two people falling in love.
One is a heartthrob, and the other is an ugly duckling that becomes a swan.
The prosperity has fallen, deep in the forest. I want to ask where the flying flowers return, but I see the flying flowers buried in the running water. How can I bear to let the flowers end up buried in the deep water. Turn back, look at the road, where is the beloved, and ask yourself where the heart is buried.