The drizzle made every day dark, and the chirping of cicadas in midsummer took Susu into the mountains. Although the place was in tatters and there were no smooth floors like the city, Susu still made a group of interesting friends and met all kinds of enthusiastic people in the village. They brought happiness to Su Su, allowed Su Su to understand her relatives better, and also allowed Su Su to slowly learn to grow on her own. When Su Su exchanged her beloved folding fan for a cicada with a broken wing without hesitation, Su Su knew very well that she was not deliberately thinking about others, but generously admitted her own expectations. When leaving, Su Su looked at the fire that was incomprehensible at her age and listened to the tragic suona sound that she could not empathize with. Every face that had helped her flashed through her mind... Until - where is her uncle?
Intention: Self-growth and maintenance of one's original intention