That was the first time I went to Tibet, where I met a person...
I wish Wen Yanshu everything goes smoothly, peace and joy
Tomorrow, and there are countless tomorrows, will you still remember me?
They haven't seen each other for a long time, and they won't see each other for a long time again
The wind has meaning when it meets summer flowers, and the moment I meet you, our story quietly begins
Concept: Memory is like a tree that lasts forever