When I was seven years old, I first saw peach blossoms under the tree. This peach blossom rain has been raining for thirty years. When I was on vacation from college, I returned to this tree; when I graduated from college, I returned to this tree; when I was 32 years old, I went to Linzhi, Tibet. The peach blossoms were all over the mountains and fields, enchanting, scorching, warm and unrestrained. They were so familiar, so familiar. In some sudden moments, some moments when I accidentally fell into a dream, this was a peach blossom rain that had been falling for 30 years. After all, our love is shallow and deep, and we are entangled for half our lives, leaving behind regrets and answers that we have not been able to find for more than 30 years.
Intention: Youth, restrained secret love, dare not get close, but can't forget each other