Prologue: The Song of the Hokage: The Song of the Hokage—When we spread our wings and fly, the goal we yearn for is the blue sky, and we have not really understood the taste of "sadness", but we have begun to explore the meaning of "pain", and suddenly awaken from the obsession with the unknown world......

Stretch your wings and fly into the vast sky, and when you break through the clouds, you know where your dreams are, break free from all shackles, usher in the clear blue sky, breath and high heartbeats......

The call of the distant side follows the longing of the heart to fly, that blue sky, Naruto's song- The sun dances in the cracks of the window lattice, time passes between the gears of life, the taste of loneliness is listening to the heartbeat in the night, gently hitting the soul, the feeling of loneliness is the numbness and loneliness hidden in the deepest part of the soul, the sad song will always wake up in the dream to tell a little sad past, that seems to inadvertently turn around is the wind drying tears, the bleak shadow behind the eyes, there is a beating heart, but it is lost in the sea of people, desperate to prove their years, the tears of Bingling, I don't understand why the world can not dissolve your appearance, what kind of loneliness can summarize all kinds of sadness in the world, what kind of indifference can forget all the despair in the heart, and what kind of strength is needed to tell the sad past, who heard the voiceSound like the whimpering river in the dream, seeing whose steps are far away, covering the sad eyes when saying goodbye, I don't understand why I am willing to let the wind and dust portray your appearance, whether it is too late, tomorrow's origin, thank you for your smile, my mood is like a world that has long forgotten love, once had my name, your voice, when the pain in the closed memory touched the heart silently, and the gentle smile covered the lonely tears, what is the strength of those who always want to seek, believe that they have been constantly trekking, want to protect, want to believe that all the excitement contained in the smile, whether it is gentle or good, I will accept it all, and I will never let go of my hand again, and the hearts that miss each other overlap and seek with all my mightIn the fusion of thoughts, the same prayer, the words of the oath, what is bravery, hold tightly the dream that I have believed, and eventually come true, I want to love, I want to feel everything contained in the smile, just listen to the whispers of the heart, never look away, look at the light that has been on the road ahead, how to be strong, those who always want to seek, believe that they have been trekking, want to guard, want to believe that everything contained in the smile, whether it is gentle, I will accept it all, I want to love, I want to feel everything contained in that smile, just listen to the whisper of the heart, and never let go of my hand towards that ray of light, I love the song of Luo- Instantaneous expressions froze innocent, those blood evaporated in the air, the red-haired child hugged the toy and stood alone under the street lamp, their eyes were only afraid of tears sliding down and lonely, whose eyes forgot to wipe away the premeditated plan of its fate, how to ponder, closed his eyes, accepted the punishment that had been written, some sympathized with others, some feared his blood-stained soul, the loneliness hidden in his body, let the sin and chakra get out of control, sublimation, despair and hatred became cruel, Shura forgot not only those who were surrounded by darkness, those who cared about the survival of loneliness, and the constant killing could numb the absurd myths of those bystanders in life, how should I use the battle to prove that I exist, fell in love with the blood-devouring sand, it flew all over the sky, and all the sins of the rakshasa oneA little bit is expanded, the final attack makes it impossible for you to escape, when did I live in the darkness, become a trapped beast that cannot break free, the loneliness of losing color, and the loneliness of losing color keeps provoking reason, the extended light of hell hovers over the edge of the cliff, they hover, they hover in the wounds deep in these corrupted memories, never think about whether one day they will be tired, hang their weak hands, if the script of fate can be revised, these sins are exciting, how to struggle enough, roaring, ridiculous sadness is just an empty reason, the instant expression freezes the innocent, those blood evaporates in the air, the red-haired child clings to the toy, and stands alone under the street lamp, their eyes are only afraid of tears sliding down and lonely, who forgot to wipe it out of the corner of his eye, how should I prove it with battleFall in love with the blood-devouring sand, it flies all over the sky, all the sins of the rakshasa are expanded little by little, and the final attack makes you unable to escape the non-stop cycle of time, making the sand world of those people's despair muddy and dark, making those people crazy to kill, the entanglement of light and shadow, giving up the struggle, breaking dawn, tearing the wailing of the heart