With a cool breeze rising in the night, another autumn arrives in the world. Time says nothing, yet fallen leaves rustle. Years pass by everyone in the same way, and each person walks through them in their own unique fashion. The spirit of autumn is hidden in the evening breeze; the story of life is written in the four seasons. May this autumn be gentle, may the years pass peacefully, may our parents be healthy, may we grow—and may all the wonders and harvests we hope for meet us unexpectedly.