์ธ์
2026 ์ด๋๋ ์ดํ์ ์
์ถ๋ณต ๋ฐ์ผ๋ฉฐ ์ธ์์ ํฐ๋จ๋ฆฌ๋ฉฐ
ํ์ด๋ ์ธ์์ ์์๋๊ณ
์ด๋ณ์ด๋ผ๋ ์ฌํ ๋จ์ด๋ก
ํฌ์ฅ๋์ด ์๋ ์ฃฝ์์ผ๋ก
์ธ์์ ๋ฌด๋์์ ๋ง์ ๋ด๋ ค์ง๊ณ
์ฐ๊ทน์ ๋์ด ๋๋ค.
์ด๋ช
์ด๋ผ๋ ๋จ์ด์
๊ท์๋๊ณ ๋งค๋ฃ๋ ์ฅ์ํ
๋ฐฐ๋น๋ฐ์ ์๊ฐ์์
์์์ฌ๋ฆฐ ๋
ธ๋ ฅ์ ํ์
์์ฉ ํ ์ ๋ฐ์
์ฃผ์ด์ง ๊ตด๋ ์
๋ฒ์ด๋ ์ ์๋ ์ถ
๊ทธ๋๋ ๋ด์ผ์ด๋ผ๋ ๋ฏธ์ง์์
๊ฟ๊ณผ ํฌ๋ง์ ๊ฐ๊ณ
์ด์์ผ ํ ์๋ฌด์ ์ฑ
์์ด
์์ง ์์๊ฐ
Life
written by Lee someday in 2026
Blessed and bursting into tears,
life begins,
and runs and ends in death
wrapped in that sad word, Parting.
The curtain falls on life’s stage,
and the play comes to its close.
An ornament, bound to
and enchanted by the word “fate,”
Within this allotted time,
I have no choice but to accept
the tower of effort I have raised.
A life that cannot escape
the yoke it was given,
yet with an unknown tomorrow
holding dreams and hope,
Is there a duty and responsibility,
to go on living?