When I cross time and pass through thousands of years, can I still hold your hand?
When I pick ice flowers and walk through the vast sea of people, can I still be by your side?
This is a story that spans thousands of years. Even though you and I are exhausted, I still want to tell you this story again.
Intention: The years we have passed may not have you by my side, but the future road must be walked hand in hand.