Seventeen years
Spring to autumn
The wind never forgot
Leaf to root
It is the simplicity of nature
Hair grows in my heart
The distance between life and death
It is said that there is a piece of paper separated by it
Written full of poems and words
Some are telling the heartfelt
Some are unable to cut off love
Most of life's troubles are like this
I can't forget
My father was born and raised
We were together day and night
Tough times
Always with a body of mud
The years are quiet
It's just a memory
And me
We will continue to move forward
Live your life like happiness
November 2, 2021
