The approaching 'age of nature loss'

A colorful rain falls, waking up the colorless world.
When beautiful rain touches the trees, flowers bloom red, butterflies intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers turn purple, birds wear blue clothes, and frogs turn green.
Rain paints the world in colorful colors, but it is not just any rain.
It's rain that contains all the pollutants we throw away.
That's how the whole world becomes polluted.
When spring goes, summer comes, and when summer goes, fall comes.
And after the cold winter, spring comes again.
This cycle is the law of nature.
It is something that is so natural to all living things on Earth.
But something went wrong with that ‘naturalness’.
The waste we throw away pollutes the entire world through the natural material cycle, and this polluted world gradually begins to lose its 'naturalness'.
Now, even after the cold winter passes, a warm spring may not come.


In a familiar but deadly life
It's uncomfortable, but we live together

These are things we are familiar with, such as tires, disposable spoons, plastic water bottles or straws, and toothbrushes.
And they are very lethal to the natural environment.
This means that we are the main culprits causing fatal damage to the natural environment.
Even without making the selfish argument that we shouldn't do it because it's harmful to ourselves, it's so sad and pitiful to see the bodies of the flowers, butterflies, birds, frogs, deer, squirrels, fish, and rabbits drawn by the artist gradually becoming contaminated with pollutants.
If we were to replace the things we're familiar with with something uncomfortable, wouldn't we be able to welcome spring together? Wouldn't that alone be reason enough to feel uncomfortable?


Hidden in a beautiful picture
Our future

The author has hidden the fear, horror, and desperation caused by environmental pollution in beautiful paintings so that they cannot be easily discovered.
As I turn the pages one by one and reach the bleak final chapter, a strange sense of unease creeps in, as I realize I might never see the harmonious bear family, the cute rabbit, or the smiling squirrels from the previous scenes again.
Perhaps that anxiety begins with the realization that our lives, intoxicated by our own comfort, are causing the beauty of this world to disappear, and with an intuitive sense of how terrifying that is?
Let us face the things hidden in the paintings drawn by the artist, things we have been ignoring.
And even if it's a little inconvenient, let's try to solve those things one by one.
Just as we created the present environment, we will also create the future.