Su Nianhe stood in front of his tombstone. Holding a bouquet of white tulips in her hands. After letting go, his eyes were full of regret and nostalgia for the past. The wind blew across her cheeks, and tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes onto his hands. After a while the tears dried up. She stood up. He waved to the tombstone. Went into the distance. The petals of the cherry blossom tree next to it fell one by one in front of the tombstone.
Concept: Restraint and slowness in youth are full of regrets.