"The alternating seasons are telling you to move forward."
However, the promise of maple leaves cannot withstand the erosion of wind and snow, and the breeze of midsummer cannot blow away the haze of late winter.
They embraced each other affectionately in the gap of time, but were separated in the wilderness of reality.
They once stood side by side under the spring cherry blossoms and embraced each other among the autumn maples, believing that each other could break the shackles of the seasons and turn their brief encounter into eternity.
But fate, like the alternating seasons, never stops for anyone.
Those pure love gradually faded in the torrent of time, and those unspoken vows were eventually scattered in the wind.
It turns out that the so-called "Sound of the Four Seasons" is just a song of regret played by two lonely souls over a long period of time. When the music of the four seasons ends, only the mess and desolation are left on the ground.
Summer passes, autumn comes, and winter comes without spring. After all, we are the four seasons we have missed.
Concept: four seasons, pure love