Turn into Rain Falling

I hope that in the wind of the fifth watch, each of us will leave the most beautiful face. The carp is deep red and wanders west and east. White cranes line up, flying over the pines. Because all growth has its own traces, and all brokenness is indestructible. Kindness, encounters, and the most secret regrets and pains in life are all told to you in this silent night! They met them that summer, but they also met them. It is impossible to tell who broke into whose world. Smile, it is better to say that it is fate and destiny!