The spring rainstorm drowned the two young people who fell in love with each other. They desperately grabbed each other and held hands tightly, but they disappeared with the waves into the depths of the sea formed by the flowing spring rain. Fortunately, as the tide changed, they were separated and held each other tightly again in the bright spring afternoon and in the morning when everything revived.
Intention: Loving others is like raising flowers. It is a flower on the cliff that will not wither despite the wind and rain. It is a flower that is free to control itself.