This is a story of late spring. The story needs to be cleaned up and it needs to be completed. The light along the way, double time.
I think all I can do at this moment is to place a rose in your evergreen heart.
Then bloom.
We cannot keep time, because time cannot keep us.
Only the living can wait, and all living people are waiting. It's just that some are used to it, and some have never gotten used to it.
It's just that some people are waiting, and some people are waiting no matter how hard they wait.
I am going to tell my life intermittently. There are some riddles that people who come by know the answer when they look back.
You have to keep walking in the direction where the strong wind is blowing.
Intention: The most precious thing is now, and what needs to be cherished most is the people around you at this moment.