It's the first tide near the river, and the cherry blossoms are falling in abundance.
Wherever the breeze blows, what remains are memories of the past.
I just remember that at that time, on the bank of the river, the breeze was not dry. The boy and the girl were sitting on the bench and smiling at each other. The sun was shining and the scenery was just right.
On the school playground, fallen leaves are piled up, and there are their dependent backs. At dusk, under the setting sun, everything looks so soft.
The time of youth is beautiful because of you. In the depths of the breeze, your light smile plays back.
Intention: Love life and cherish the people in front of you?
