When the flower of life bloomed extremely beautifully, none of us looked back and moved forward with all our might. As spring goes and autumn comes, the flowers bloom and fall. When those years have gone away with the wind and your figure is blurred in my sight, I want to say thank you, not for the years that once bloomed, but just for the surprise that you, I, and we witnessed together with tears.
I don't know how to write copy, so everyone just makes do with it.