When it has had a dream and hope in the far future, it has already passed......
Such feeling is imminent.
It will be engaged in a thing called care and, about me, it will be felt more.
I regard myself as nostalgic. [ at the time of having burned with study volition as it is, and having studied various things avariciously ]
Of course, there is no change in a feeling that he wants to return a value of having learned to other men.
It is glad when it is actually helpful.
However, getting to know too much is also empty......
predecessors' ideal -- the reality of this time -- it is -- a thing -- it is very felt empty
It is hard to say that powerless feeling and despondency which sets aside theory and learning, and is felt when the scene of tending is actually faced not at all......
However, if the experience wants to prize the instant to users, and an instant, the heart will be moved, and action that he wants to respond to the place which users want rather than anything is urged.
The more it makes it frantic, anger is felt for the present measure and, the more it becomes the panel whose it will be how of seeing injustice.
However, if the spot does not face the spot, then the user, the welfare for what is it?
If faced actually, it will be the thing which the method of comrades called death does not have, either and for which the work of mourning is done firmly.
Isn't indispensable one which had faced each other as the same human being one by one too in doing the work? ((Has it performed [ or ]?) while which visualizes the man's face for individual assistance -- making a plan -- execution and evaluation - re--- has it looked again?)
Though it is the care on condition of losing through death, if afraid of it, I think that contact of a true soul cannot be performed.
This will hang around forever for me who am easy to become sentimental.
Therefore, I want for a tear to be a tear pushed to the action which leads to mere next instead of a tear.
It is densely about communication well [ empathy ]. It is made to want to forget this not only in a place of work but in a private scene.
Although it has swerved very much with the main point of a title, I want to lay on the heart that it is the flowing thing not stopping, even when it is disagreeable at the time