The air in the countryside is fresh and the birds are chirping happily.
Knocking on the door, a female voice came from inside and opened the door.
The story starts from here.
The house with no lights on, the strong smell of rust, the flowers blooming on the girl's white clothes, and the pale silver moon shining into the house through the window after clearing the clouds.
Warm daylight, weekend fun of five cheerful primary school students in front, still waving to the girl to play together.
It's past noon, and under the cherry blossom trees, five young people are about to graduate. What kind of future awaits them?
(Maybe the content of the book does not match the title, but I am a bad namer. I really couldn't think of a name. I just wrote this name after seeing a few pigeons. I'm sorry everyone. Bow.)
Intention: Adding new ideas to ordinary days.