I often remember that the sun is setting in the creek pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don't know my way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. Fighting for the crossing, a group of gulls and herons were startled.
There are probably times when we are young and dreamy, and we still don't understand "misery and misery". Most people struggle to tell stories that are complex and complex. Maybe I'm really not a good storyteller, so I tried to keep it as simple as water.
There should be a small number of people who would like to watch it.