When that wisp of fragrance appears in the world again, it is a flower that will never wither. In the busy city, they have each other, which is the best. But that day, on the streets at night, the extinguished neon lights foreshadowed an extraordinary night. What comes into view again... Unknown words, unknown flowers. The familiar aroma turns the gear to 365 days. Na na... I finally found you
Intention: At the expense of name and light, life is forged into a wedge embedded in darkness; the sacrifice cannot be publicly praised, but it has become the most private and deafening alarm bell, ringing in another heart.
