Lily, who was stuck in the mud, should have sunk with the mud, but Lily couldn't do it. Just when she was about to be swallowed up, she welcomed her god.
Her god was so gentle that she couldn't help but want to fall into his arms.
She begged humbly, longing for God's response, but she hesitated to speak. She hid this love in her heart.
Rose: "She was the only comfort and my salvation during those days. I looked for her for a long time, prayed to gods and worshiped Buddha, and bent down."
"When I found her, she was covered in bruises and my heart ached."
"I didn't recognize her because it was a miserable time, and luckily she didn't recognize me either."
Concept: describe a kind of love