Loneliness gently shakes the stalk of the residual leaves.
The melancholy scent of lilacs caressed the moon.
The back of your lonely photo is sarcasm.
KINOMOTO SAKURA's footsteps
A wisp of dream soul
Holding dust all the way, hanging in the sky
The sunset is red and blue.
I'm where you came from.
Waiting, cherry blossoms traveling in the clouds.
Put pen to paper: Everything has feelings, and this feeling comes from me. Proof of the past
It's a pity that it was ruthlessly subverted! ! !