We are all living beings, longing for the meteorite to fall and be shined and amazed in this cardamom age. In the midsummer of that year, we met for the first time, but my feelings for each other were born. I can't understand your thoughts, so naturally I think you don't like me. I have been secretly in love with you for a long time. You seem to like someone else, I can feel it. But obviously when I gave up, you were like a beam of light in the dark night, not a salvation, but a dazzling one.
Concept: Love blows with the wind, the ending of that youthful secret love