Once upon a time, a traveler lost his way in the forest. By chance, he walked out of the swamp in front of him.
There, I picked up a rose covered in mud. He washed the rose with the little water he had left, but in the end the rose was taken away by a gust of wind. Even the rose said that it belonged to nature.
Of course, the traveler is worried that the rose will be bruised and bruised by nature, so he wants to keep the rose by his side. Even if he dies, he does not want to leave it alone to face the erosion of nature. But... The traveler later found out... That the roses were blown away by the wind and fell into the rose garden.
Inside. As for the travelers... They are just worried and sentimental...
Intention: true love