"The breeze crosses the weeping willows, the breeze crosses the willows and crosses the cold abyss. Only when the willows are trailing do you know that the wind has a shore."
There is always no way to know what is going on in a girl's mind, even by herself. When the feelings started to stir, I realized that they had already become each other's support.
Intention: The breeze crosses the willows and crosses the cold abyss. Only when the willows are trailing will you know that the wind has a shore.