He Seems to Have Come Out of the Snow

As white as snow. In the past hundred years, what remains unchanged is the noble and dazzling soul. "As for cranes, it's better to fly in the sky. They are free..." The maker of joy, the bearer of loneliness. They laughed happily and we cried happily. Arrogant humans, hypocritical humans. The clean souls of the judging gods reveal their filthy interiors. As arrogant as ever, as hypocritical as always. Purpose: to save