Talk about the sadness of the railway station

Hiding in a certain time, I missed the palm print for a while; Hiding somewhere, missing someone standing on the road, on the road, makes me worry.

Parting descriptive sentence-

The wind blows like a broken flower, and your smile is shaking, becoming the most beautiful ornament in my life, looking at the sky, the snow and the deep shadow of the season.

The space where songs are formed allows years to come and go freely, so the faces of people who are still protected have never changed with great and endless hatred.

If one day we are not together, we should be together.