Joy. Its definition.
All this time, I have been understood beyond recognition.
From joy to joy, there seems to be no inevitable connection.
One life feels the warmth from another life.
A series of profound emotions arose from this?
Not a wide grin. Not frowning. Not in tears.
Joy is——
Lightly, gently, quietly,
Like a breeze.
Every story contained here is part of the story.
Be given a beautiful new name.
It's called "Joy".
The warm place of my life.
Like a breeze.
Conception: