The little yellow flower of the story floats on the swing of childhood from the year of birth.
With memory till now Re So So So Si Do Si La
So La Si Si Si La Si La Si La So looks at the sky with a prelude
I remember the day when the petals tried to fall and skip class for you.
How can I not see the room in the classroom on the day when the flowers fall?
I want to get wet again on a rainy day that has disappeared.
Unexpectedly, I still have the courage to lose.
I want to ask you again whether you will wait or leave.
I tried to hold your hand on a windy day.
But it's raining so hard that I can't see you.
How long will it take me to wait for the sunny day by your side?
Maybe I'll be better. There used to be someone who loved you for a long time.
But the deviant wind gradually blows the distance away.
It's hard to love another day, but the end of the story
You still seem to say goodbye.