I met a friend.

Have a drink together

Have a nice conversation.

So I sat and told stories about love from yesterday.

love is a beautiful thing

So I, being a shabby person, don't want to get dirty.

Here, friend.

Have you ever been in love?

Hmm......I used to have

One time.

What do you think love is like?

Is it love?

I don't know.

For me, love must be like a flower. But it depends on each person's point of view.

I think this kind of thing has to be experienced for oneself to know...... Some people say that love is good > love is bad. Some people say that love is bright > love is dark. But for me I think it's good....

So friend..

Can you tell me the story of your one love story?

um.....

Sure, friend.

The story begins at "that time".

"Last year"

late spring The flowers bloomed profusely. I met a woman. She sat under the peach tree. The moonlight shines on When I met her for the first time My mother shines brightly. Just the first time we met, it made me realize that this was love at first sight. Without wasting any time, I walked in to greet the lady. A young man and a young woman meet under the moonlight.

Good morning Mae Nang

What is she doing sitting here at night like this?

Good morning to you.

And you?

What are you doing out at night like this?

I have come from a land far away.

I am a wandering philosopher. Just arrived in this city not long ago.

But what is the name of the mother?

My name is "Xixuan".

The stars tonight were so beautiful that I couldn't help but admire them.

And you? What is its name?

My name is Chang In.

Sigh......It's probably time for me to return to the palace. I am a servant there.

At night like this, women should not go anywhere alone.

Please allow me to walk to Miss Xi Xuan.

.I walked the lady to the front gate of the palace.

Queen Sisuan

If it's not disturbing. Tomorrow, would you please take me for a tour of the city?

You can.

Good night for the evening.

“.As of the next morning.”

The morning sunlight is very bright. The sun moves past

Good morning, Mrs. Sisuan.

.That day she took me on a sightseeing tour of the city. In the middle of the walk we both chatted.

You are such a craftsman. You said you were a wanderer, right?

Yes, sir.

Why?

Can you tell me the story of your travels?........

during the spring season The trees are budding. Various flowers began to bloom.

It can be compared to the love that arises within the hearts of young men and women.

It would be nice.

If the beautiful flowers that bloom do not wither

"After 2 months"

This period must be the time when the flowers are in full bloom.

Along with me who is so intoxicated with love that I'm crazy about it.

".under the moonlight"

We both sat together under the peach tree. Sitting and looking at the twinkling stars

.At this time I think this is the best life.

Xi Xuan, do you love me?

I love you.

And what about Brother Chang In??

I love you.

So if you love me already??

How much do you love me?

um......

do not know.

The love I have for you is not that great.

But using different words to describe it, I cannot compare it to the dear love I have for you.

But I'm just a servant.

So?

I'm not interested in anything.

Even if you are a nobleman's son or a slave.

But if you're like this, I still love only you.

And then the love story between the young man and the princess began and continues.

“The spring season is over. We are entering the winter season.”

Sir, sir.

Hey Xi Xuan, why did you come out in winter like this?

There was only snow falling.

You won't feel well.

I miss you, brother.

Let's go.

Let's go build a snowman.

Um, okay..........

Sir, sir.

I made a beautiful snowman.

Beautiful

If I'm beautiful, do I deserve a reward?

So what are you going to take??

Please hug me, I'm really cold right now.

That's it, I said it.

Go back into the house and warm yourself by the fire.

I'll go make some warm tea for you.

And then.......

..I have come to know some truths.

Everything is perfect.

I just followed my own heart.

Time passed so quickly as if everything had happened.

It was all just a dream, an illusion.

I started to wake up from that dream.

I began to realize that I was not worthy.

After that, every time we met

I still smiled and greeted Lady Xixuan as usual.

But inside my heart was filled with suffering and sorrow.

The flowers that had bloomed began to wither.

Bright love turns dark

I am the one who started it all.

But now I'm going to destroy it.

Sometimes I wonder if I should just disappear and disappear altogether.

But every time I see her

She smiled and was bright.

I don't want to ruin that smile.

I don't want to make her sad.

But I'm just drowning in love and suffering

Time flies like a lie.

“As of this year, of last year We have entered the spring season again.”

It's just that everything probably won't be the same.

Was that day the day you made the wrong decision??

I made an appointment to meet Xi Xuan under the tree where we first met.

The season must have arrived.

I think it's probably time for me to go.

Huh??

Brother, what did you say?

Could you please explain it to me?

And if you go, how will I live?

Are you thinking of leaving me?

um......

...Yes, that's about it.

..Suddenly her smile began to disappear.

Why?

What is the reason for this?

The tears that had been held back suddenly flowed out.

Isn't that true, sir?

Please tell me.

Xi Xuan, I'm sorry.

Why did you say you would always love me?

But you are a princess and I am just a commoner.

We're too different

Why did you say that you could accept me being like this?

Then you can take me away too.

I'm sorry, Xi Xuan.

I'm really sorry.

I have a dream that I still need to find.

Destiny brought us together and fate had to keep us apart.

Si Xuan

Enough of this.

Let's both leave together.

They turned their backs to each other and walked as far as they could.

As you walk, don't look back.

Before everything is lost There will probably be only feelings left to ponder.

Good morning Mae Nang

"goodbye."

After that year, I had never been in love again.

There might be times that I miss her sometimes.

Only now I don't even know how she is.

And have you ever thought of going back to her?

Heh heh, that's enough.

It takes time for a withered flower to bloom again.

If only love was a beautiful thing

I, being a shabby person, don't want to stain it again.

"finish."

"Liquor Friend"

"Mae Nang Rumphueng"

Thinking back and thinking about those who have passed away.

I miss you with all my heart.

Still mourning for you morning and night.