Don't Want to Forget You

Spring, summer, autumn and winter The spring sprouts have a strong muddy taste, and the bitter summer heat is bitter and astringent. The autumn wind blows me cold, and the winter snow suddenly warms the living burial ground. How can I dream of migratory birds flying in my life? I will suffer from the shackles of illness for a lifetime. Although life is unsatisfactory, we are still positive towards death and rebirth.