prolog

spring

A Letter from Mother | Plum Blossom News | Spring Sensuality | In the Flower Garden
Even though we can't be together, let's not forget | Sign Language | A Spring Day's Dream | Rising Water
Forgive me because it's spring | First experience | Sitting in a field of mugwort | Eating mugwort soup
A Friend Who Understands My Heart | That Woman | The Train to Chuncheon
Why School Starts in Spring | The Road to Jinme Village | First Love Research Class
Beside the daffodils of Silsangsa Temple | Something that cannot be borrowed

summer

Red Love | Old Knot | The Road Raised Me | The Secret of Excellence
Under the Banyan Tree | A Tale of Time | Lost in Maguling | The House Deep in the Well | Something Salty
Some Relationship Advice | Holly | Sad Toys
Why I Hate Patbingsu | Cabbage Butterfly | Where Did This Life Come From?
Meeting the Stars | A Conversation with My Son 1 | A Conversation with My Son 2 | A Conversation with My Son 3 | A Conversation with My Son 4

autumn

September | Receiving the Seeds of the Forsythia | Letter Written Under the Poplar Tree 1
Letters from Under the Poplar Tree 2 | Letters from Under the Poplar Tree 3
Letters from Under the Poplar Tree 4 | Letters from Under the Poplar Tree 5
Even if, | Near late autumn | You are your season | How to love | Red thugs
Slow-Coming Pain | Letter from the Imjin River | Damn, Autumn Rain
The Old Man at Our Neighborhood Grocery Store | One-Serving Sorrow 1 | One-Serving Sorrow 2
One Person's Sorrow 3 | A Sunflower Field of Tens of Thousands of Pyeong | Unfolding the War Diary
My Useless PhD | Without You, There Is No Me | Letting Go of Regret | Soul Food

winter

In Memories | Innocent Love | Apology for My Father | The Man Who Makes Women Cry
How the Plovers Live | If it's too late, I can't help myself.
Among all those people, I met you | The bullet hole | The resume I write on my body
Longing Letter 1 | Longing Letter 2 | Weather Perfect for Parting
Bare Face | It's Hard to See | I Heard It Once Upon a Time 1 | I Heard It Once Upon a Time 2
Reasons for the Axe-Cutting | A Visit on a Clear Day | A Letter to Mother


Poet's Season

Red Mission
Confessions
The thing that seeps in
camellia
Just saying
hydrangea
Mali Flower Love Song
Autumn's work
The source of you
A letter saying that the mountain chrysanthemums have bloomed
Alone under the poplar tree
Autumn Fairy Tale
package
I like quiet people
Siwol-tong
Maple leaves
Thinking of Mom
What spring did
What flowers say


Epilogue

Poet Lim Tae-ju, author of the best-selling book “This Crazy Longing,”
This time, back with red love

Poet Lim Tae-ju, an unknown poet without a single book of poetry, a bookworm with convictions, a cheerful person, and a Facebook star with a passionate fan club.
The poet's first book, "This Crazy Longing," was loved by many for its unique way of telling ordinary stories of daily life, its warm emotions that soothe lonely souls, and its poetic metaphors that encapsulate the bitter and sweet flavors of life. It became a bestseller in the essay category immediately after its publication.
And within a year, his second book, "Such a Red Love," was published.


The poet has poured out the stories of the time that has passed, the places he has stayed, and the people he has passed by as the seasons change and the world has changed, with great intensity and passion, just like the title, “Such a Red Love.”
Some days were happy and enjoyable, some encounters were painful and difficult, and some people are still missed and missed…
The poet says that although so many days, events, and people passed by and changed, he did not throw anything away, and that it was the most beautiful and happiest moment in his life.


“I wrote in red ink about the things I loved, the things I broke up with, the things I couldn’t love, and the things that made me sad and hurt.
Looking back, you were there when I was at my most beautiful.
“You have achieved my Hwa Yang Yeon Hwa.”


A family with a strong scent, a childhood with a strong scent of soil, and a daily life with a strong scent of people.
Spring, summer, fall, winter, and the poet's seasons
This book is divided into four seasons: spring, summer, fall, and winter.
The text that begins 'Spring' is 'Mother's Letter'.
This letter, written by the poet's mother, comforted the poet's heart and taught him to love people and the world. It was shared on social media and became a hot topic, making millions of users cry.


“There is nothing special about living in this world.
Live without being upset.
Don't live like this mother, suffering and enduring, eating away at your own heart.
There will be tough days.
On tough days, don't hold it in, let out your tears and cry.
There will be days that are even better.
On days like that, don't hold back, be happy and boast about it.
The world will not readily give you its side if you become greedy, but if you let go of your greed, it will reveal its fragile and affectionate side, like a wall crumbling in the spring sun.
Nothing much.
“Live without worrying about appearances.” (From ‘Mother’s Letter’ on page 17 of the text)

The poet's unfinished feelings for his mother are expressed in the 'Letter to Mother' that concludes 'Winter'.
Between these letters, the four seasons pass, and a family with the scent of life, a childhood with the scent of the earth, and a daily life with the scent of people unfold.
And finally, the author, who lived pretending to be a poet without even a single book of poetry, selected 19 poems from among those he had matured over 30 years and included them in the fifth season, 'The Poet's Season.'


In an era when poetry was not read, in order to break down the wall between poetry and readers, a 'Poet's Note' was added to every poem, kindly guiding and explaining the poem.
In addition, to 'really' convey the whispers of beautiful poetry, we present 12 audio recordings of poetry recitations, using the voice of voice actor Jeong Nam.


“In order to remain true to the essence of poetry, which is not a picture for the eyes but music for the heart and mouth, I have arranged several poems so that they can be heard aloud.
So, it became a unique collection of prose that contained ‘small, resonant poetry.’”


“When love ends, I am no longer here.”
The mission of life is red love

Poet Lim Tae-ju says in this book:
Even if it's a lie to say that I wish you happiness, I truly wish you happiness because I loved you.
Therefore, all that remains for me is to successfully complete the mission of love that has been bestowed upon me and to go on beautifully.
In this way, he poured out his love as a man, his life as a commoner, his pride as a bookworm, and even his soul as a poet into “Such a Red Love.”
The poet's writing, filled with his unique warm yet sorrowful sensibility, and his poetry that sings of a fading love, along with a recitation that conveys its whispers, will allow readers to experience a richer sense of emotion.