I could not pass that pier because it had turned from a lake to a large ocean, and the drowned street began to suffocate its last breath, because I could not.This plot of my story begins with the first title of the song that I spent seven years understanding in other words And repeat it "cold days, winter days And the pier is a lake and the street is strange. "Is it stupid to think that the pier is confused and the street is weird about it, or was that just a feeling that this is what happened to them in the winter …?Why did I not think from the start that the pier turned into a lake and the street was drowned with rain water ?? !!! … Is it because at that time I knew swimming, I think he knows too, or when I began to drown and found his grandmother floundering at the stupid pier lake ??? !! … …I have to repeat my accounts and hear all the advice again, so I will definitely understand them more clearly and in deeper form, or I will write a new scenario.