BE, enter with caution
The white moonlight I met when I was a boy is enough to be unforgettable. The heartbeat of a boy can be in the vibrant spring, or on a sunny day in midsummer. His heartbeat, her confession, was at the age of 18; at her funeral, his lover, she was sleeping at the age of 25.
"This is my lover, these are her ashes"
"I regret not saying a word to him, let's get married, little ostrich"
The tomboy 'school boy' who has the lowest grades but is generous and free-spirited vs. The transfer student who has average grades and is taciturn but has an innocent heart.
It is both an honor and a wound that cannot be scabbed.
It is both a wound and the emotions of a young boy.
Purpose: There is really no food for salvation, so we can only produce it ourselves