This story comes from a dream of mine, or to be precise, a scene in a dream. In the snow that was flying all over the sky, I knelt on the ground with a group of married women and their families, and in front of me knelt a group of princes and grandsons. It seems like a sacrifice and a celebration. I just knelt in the crowd, but for some reason, I felt so sad and hopeless. It wasn't until I woke up that I realized that I had burst into tears. I wanted to record this dream, so I came up with this story.