She Sleeps in the Wind

// He said: "I couldn't give you flowers when I was seventeen, but I asked you to get married when I was twenty-seven." I remember, just remember. I like him very much, just like him. Later, he was written by me in the green years and in the blowing wind, and he was gone forever. I would like to dedicate this book to you who is not loved. ????? May your regrets be just regrets, not shortcomings. Intention: Three views are greater than five senses