The four seasons can be arranged in an extremely hazy way.
If the sun is willing
Life can be arranged to be extremely lonely.
If love is voluntary
I will never show up again
if you like
Besides missing you.
Dear friend, I have nothing.
However, if you like.
I will wither my thoughts at once.
if you like
I will catch every seed.
Cut off every river.
Let desolation and dryness extend to infinity.
I will never think of you again in my life.
Except for some places.
If the night is wet with tears