You are the glacier, the swift wind, the wind paralyzed in the valley.
You are the sea leading to the North Pole, you are the foam rolled up on the sea, you are the god born in the foam.
You are the flower on the grassland, the grassland under the flower, and the life and death agreement established between one rock and another when human beings are still pursuing this life and the next.
You are the night that lingers, the dawn that lingers, the cold burning in the quiet storm.
You are the sun, the moon, the stars, the stars, God's will, the place where all things can be blessed.
"When I get tired of the world, I think of you. Thinking that you are living and existing somewhere in the world makes me willing to endure anything. Your existence is very important to me."
I would like to write this document to girls who have had an unforgettable crush but ended up having a crush. I ask that after you have loved someone so deeply, you can love yourself more deeply. No matter where the person you have always looked up to is now or what kind of life he is living, please bless him, and then be your best self and meet the best happiness.