I heard a lot of sounds, I heard the wind and rain accompaniment, the story is over now. Then, close your eyes and feel my heartbeat as if you have never been here. There are many questions that sting my nerves, but I hear all the sounds and want to forget you. Every sound reminds me of you. I hear the spring rain. The raindrops drop like summer tears, leaving behind the autumn wind, blowing the people I missed in winter.
Purpose: commemoration