When I heard this song for the first time, there was a vacuum in my mind for a moment, and my body felt like an electric current passed through me. I pulled the thread and found that the other end was clearly connected to a person. It was the person I met in the summer when the cicadas were chirping loudly. It was the person I met in the spring when riding bicycles was especially brisk. It was the person I met again in the winter when the roads were especially quiet. It was also the person I could never forget but could only rely on hearing about.
Intent: Being a stranger is also a life experience