In midsummer, the forest should be lush and green, but it is still cold and cold in some places, and there are always some things in the world that are not as expected.
People have joys and sorrows, partings and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, stops and goes, but life is still moving forward.
You can't go back on the wrong road, but you have to follow your heart, even if you stagger, you must finish it.
Note: It's a silly little story, don't take it seriously.
Intention: plainness is the truth
