The girl's singing voice was sweet on the first day
Sing loudly about the injustice in the world
Appreciating the passing of mankind
The boy on the second day was as cold as ice
The brush paints the real world
And retain the original heart
So in the next few days... Who will it be?
The truth is all around you, it's just not being touched
Intention: The way to explore yourself is the way back to save yourself.