I'm afraid of those quiet early mornings. I was the only one with a light on in the darkness. I knew clearly that it was time for me to leave. I had to learn to understand the many powerless struggles in life. Even if tomorrow is across the mountains, even if the world is vast, even if it is far away, please don't forget your childhood and years of growth. I would like to dedicate this article to time. May every gentle person in this world be safe and happy, and be happy year after year.
Intention: Let's try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth.