There are wooden trees in the mountains.

There are wooden trees in the mountains.

That year, eight years old.

Look at you in a loud voice

You don't understand me.

It's okay, I'll wait for you

Five years later

You got your first girlfriend.

I smile with a blessing

You don't understand me.

It's okay, I'll wait for you

Eight years later

I hear it's a short-haired girl.

Very happy, just as I have short hair

My heartfelt blessing.

You don't understand me.

It's okay, I'll wait for you

Ten years later

You said you broke up and you tried.

Do what I can to help you.

You don't understand me.

It's okay, I'll wait for you

12 years later

You said you were suspended.

I said, um.

Aren't you surprised to ask me?

I've always supported you.

I thought, just for a moment, you forgot.

I don't know how many times I've seen it.

Suddenly one day

With a new dynamic.

Permission to apply?

No, it's okay.

Never mind

There are wooden trees in the mountains.