The sycamore leaves have shed all the remaining warmth of summer. When the moonlight sinks into the eyes, the embers illuminate the morning and dusk. In Lu Xunyu's youth, there lived a Bai Yueguang named Lin Zhixia.
He made a promise to marry her, but after an accident, he forgot her name and that summer time. The appearance of the embers is like an inexhaustible fire.
Intention: Cherish the present and say goodbye to obsessions