This is just a simple little story. I hope there is really a beautiful place on the east side of the river, where we can continue to fulfill our dreams. With the mist, we will drift all the way, and with the morning glow, we will be free throughout our lives. I hope that the people and things we have been missing can be on the east side of the river, in a distant place, in a magical garden called heaven, which can reunite us and make life full of hope.
Intention: I hope that somewhere, people who cannot meet each other in this world can meet in another world.