Fever reaches 39 degrees 6.
After 1012 days, in a hazy dream, I saw you again.
Obviously my memory will no longer mention you.
Burning people smoke, and even tears are hot.
I think I can't forget you so easily.
So I took out my Syrian fighter plane and flipped through the memo.
In the group named after you, there are twenty-six words that I have not said to you, all of which are recorded here.
The most recent one is November 25, 2021.
This is written above.
What is love? Many times, endless thoughts are superimposed.
Purpose: Reminiscing about youth
