Our world is full of them.
Kind of like our world!
What started up as golden will definitely shine up for so long!
One, Two, Three!
Dreams, wishes, thoughts, desires
How nice would it be
A lonely red rose, lying on the floor.
Drawing up lines on paper is easy, isn’t it?
Sometimes, I strongly wish to drive away on empty roads.
Lowering your head and looking down is good. Very good I say.
Few little wishes, not big ones
Flowers should bloom, forever and ever