It was just a beautiful and beautiful dream
The scenery is no longer the spring breeze and the warmth is no longer
Maybe...
Just maybe, that's all...
Is it harsh? Is it sharp? Integrate into my flesh and blood, and regard yourself as righteous...
Unable to speak, unable to empathize
I saw... The scenery of the North Country is covered with white snow, and my voice is there
sinking in mud
Unbearable... Corruption...
That's all
Blurred vision reflects my figure
Don't care anymore
Summer is here. Summer is over...
The murmur under the umbrella is the final farewell
Good night dear...
Purpose: Face reality