Ever since I was a child, I have always liked to use words to express my thoughts, because there are so many stories in my mind.
But I have never completely written a dream.
I really hope that one day I can show you my complete thoughts.
That's the depth of a girl's heart.
The world she saw through her eyes was a mess of broken bricks and rubble.
It was deserted and overgrown with weeds.
The girl sat among her ruins, counting the despair and helplessness she could never count.
Until one day she saw the light.
It's not a redemption text, but it seems like a redemption text.
I hope all the depressed people in this world can be saved.
But there are always some people whose inner wounds can never be erased.
It is such a group that I am writing about.
I hope this world will always be full of light and hope.
But there will always be people who stay in their own desert.
It seems like all the efforts of others.
It's all in vain.
It's such a story.
Intention: There are so many things worth cherishing in this world, how can you be willing to leave?