Sake, muddy tears.
I was leaning on the railing alone, and the fireworks all over the sky lit up the entire sky, making it a prosperous and prosperous time. I closed my eyes, and a tear rolled down my cheek. If, I am just the decoration of your flowery years, can you not let me be intoxicated? If I am just the starting point of your half-life wandering, can you not let me leave?
I still remember that year, the sky was full of fireworks, but that was an old thing in the previous years. To me, it seems like a thousand years ago. Have I traveled through thousands of years to come here, to a place where this person has gone to empty the building? Why are you not by my side, leaving me alone to turn my thoughts into ashes? Why do you want to abandon me when you have glory and wealth? If this is the case, I would rather stay in that small place with you for the rest of my life, and be ordinary for the rest of my life, how nice it is.
At that time, you told me that you wanted the whole world. I smiled happily and encouraged you, which made you firm up your determination. So, we gave up this ordinary life. But now, I understand that I was wrong. The most regretful thing in life is to give up easily what should not be given up, and to stubbornly persist in what should not be persisted.
The prosperity of the prosperous age is not worth a glass of wine! The old dream is better than a drunken laugh.
