In her eyes, which are quiet and reserved, that girl is the most vivid and unruly soul in youth. Graduation was a grand separation. She stayed in her hometown to guard the bookstore, while the other party plunged into the vast and cruel reality. This is not only a memory of youth, but also a history of growth about wildness, brokenness and reshaping. Although the wind has blown through thousands of mountains and rivers, that girl will always grow wildly. This girl is rebellious and unruly, and her destiny has become a legend of ups and downs among others. Did she fly into the clouds or fall into the mire? Through her quiet gaze, witness how an extremely free soul grows its own flesh and blood in the collision of reality.
Intention: Watch the wind grow and the tree take root.