In that summer, it all started.
The joy that the young people could not hide bloomed in the fields like roses.
You are like a spring breeze, and you are like a cicada singing sweetly.
What awaits is endless winter and boundless fields.
The young man sows the seeds, hoping that flowers will bloom all over the field next year.
(The process of this article is a little sad, but the ending is guaranteed.
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Purpose: To commemorate that summer