Please let me know not tomorrows wonderfulness but yesterdays wonderfulness. I do not understand the middle of my life for a meaning yet, either, but am walking. For me, yesterdays value is also made into not knowing in the step. Please show me not tomorrows light but yesterdays light. Then, you who sink into silence were seen in piles to me. If it does not understand, please do not walk in my life so self-importantly. One person may be sufficient. Since I put you on me again at such time.