The past events are read while the remote years are written down, and the agreeable rhythm is filled with the countless romances. The permanent eternity is infatuated and the sweetness is sought. The grace of sapphire and supporting of sanctity will turn the harmony into the pieces of falling leaves. With the fragrance of soil and the soft words, it seems that the silk-like skin under the moonlight licks the aftertaste of initial kiss without wording.