What are you doing?
Find.
What to look for?
The water of the holy spring.
........ What a bloody thing....... But, why are you looking for that?
Save my mother.
Save your mother? For the same bloody reasons, this author has no imagination... But these days, filial children like you are really rare. It just so happens that I am also bored. Take me with you! Hey, hey, what are you doing?
(Turns around, smiles brightly) Let's get on the road!
Attached is a small poem, well, it is full of words:
When the sea fills my sorrow
that time
I heard your singing
When I am full of hesitation about the future
you tell me
Are you willing to sail with me
When we walk on a thorny road
you tell me
You fell in love with my strength
When I no longer daydream
When diamonds no longer sparkle
When I am no longer confused
when i have you in mind
At that time
Love has become a tragedy