Red cotton blossoms and red cotton blooms quietly. Homesickness. Light sadness. Now, the girl who looks at the white cloud under the dream tree that is thousands of miles away from you sighs the time passing like water. If a red blood falls, it's the burning heart crying and singing. If a red blood falls, it sighs the time passing like water. The girl who looks at the white cloud under the tree that is thousands of miles away from you sighs the homesickness Light sadness is red cotton blooming quietly

Beginning of spring