By the lake like a bright mirror, she asked him: "If I marry you, will you wear a sword and wander around the world with me?" He looked at her and touched her cheek with his slender white hand: "I will give you happiness!" She narrowed her eyes: "So, I'll marry you." He pursed his lips and smiled without saying a word. She lowered her eyes and smiled, covering up the disappointment and unable to see the helplessness in his eyes...
She could give up her dream of being in the world for him, but he couldn't give up her great cause. After all, I can only watch the snow falling thousands of miles away, hiding the green shirt, and the rain on the empty steps becomes more or less a memory.