"Everyone in the world says that if you never forget, there will be an echo. But when will my echo be heard?"
"The sound of wind in my ears, the white snow in front of me, the falling flowers in the distance, and the bright moon in my arms. Is this the wind, flowers, snow and moon?"
"The sun is just shining outside the window, and the cicadas are chirping in my ears. I want to hold the pen in my right hand and write down every bit of our history; I hold you in my left hand and watch all the fireworks in the world. The present is now under my feet, and the future is in front of me. I will live up to my youth, and I will live up to you."
"My response has finally come..."
Intention: If you never forget it, there will be a response