The peripheral vision is like the waves of wheat blown by the wind
If you leave, maybe Mailang will be gone. Please don't leave, okay?
Each of us is working hard to live, but I hope life will also work hard to get better.
Peripheral vision, please don't let the waves of wheat be covered up by the silent night, okay?
Hello Goodbye
Intention: I hope everyone can work hard when there is no one to rely on.