Title: Letter

People writing the same Korean
I really wonder if it's right........

Wow... your sentence expression
is really incredible....

Yonsei University, Han River
Author reveals work while in school

Have you been well without any illness during this time?

I was curious.

The path where flowers bloom and wither

Leave that path

It's so hard to get through the winter.

Pouring spring snow in the unusual March.

The boiling time that has passed all winter long

Passing through the frozen nights and days.

The sadness of the one Pyung floor's underbeam

You won't forget.

Who dares to say, on what grounds, that these eyes will stop Will
just stop.... In heaven and earth, can't you see this...this heavy snowfall?
The bending and breaking pine branches, ... the faded dark
green, In, in this wind, in the middle of nowhere, ah... The place
where even the path to move forward is buried, this
place...

So, are you still finding life bearable?

Is it another deep valley, your song?

Are you still stumbling and falling?

After seeing you, I feel chilly all night long.

In a heart-burning dream

Darkness becomes light.

Become a light that's so dazzling you can't open your eyes

Like a nightmare, the dawn was blindingly frosty.

The pain was so severe, even the light from the window hurt.

.....Why... why isn't the last hope cut off? Shattered
belief, shattered hope, continuing breath
Listless, listless vomiting and life, oh damn l
ife.

.....Why... Why doesn't the last hope get cut off Chaotic
faith, chaotic hope, continuous breathing
Weak, weak vomiting, and life, oh damn l
ife.

Clenched lips

By now, in those eyes that once radiated a blue glow

I wonder if the sweet things have hardened.

I wanted to see you at least once.

Like those who have lived in the world more, face each other.

I wanted to laugh.

Was it love... passing the days when there wasn't even love to lose Up until
here, the days without tears, without the sorrow of tears
Life, lives that couldn't be swept
away with the waves Rolling around in the shallow

field

Spring has come to the world even without you.

The wind blows here where the snow has stopped.

The hot wind is,

Even if it's blowing, the wind is no longer cold now It brings
with it a sunlight that's like a fine d
ust.

Do you remember this road?

The road where flowers bloom and wither

It's that road again.

That's exactly the path.