C90 Willow Brush(2)

I appeared before you as a Tree Spirit, and tried to touch your cheek as before, but you were too old to see me, and had forgotten me!

I can't touch your face, and you can't feel my presence either. You stand under my willow branch and look into the distance. I know that you're waiting again.

The world is full of hypocrites. They always like to wear masks, and you are always ignorant of people