He spent his whole life just looking for water.
Climb over mountains and ridges, walk through the stars, and pass through the dusk.
The sky is filled with yellow sand and the night is falling.
Either find it or die of thirst...
Friends, this is not just a story. My whole life will be here for you. And that him, a child that I have loved all my life, but don't seem to love that much. He said that he was in the desert, and I was his rain and dew.
Please believe me, this is not just a love story. And the growth of a man.
I hope that he is a pitiful little person who only has me in his life and is trapped by me.
I also hope that he will stand upright and live a free and dazzling life.
I only hope that this child, who has been trapped by love all his life, will lose nothing and gain the freedom that I have always wanted to give but failed to give.