On the day of the Spring Equinox, the sun shines steadily in the center of the sky, and the days are as long as the nights. On the grass lives a group of shy little shadows - soft imprints left on the sun-kissed earth. In winter, the sunshine runs too fast, and the little shadow boy is stretched and stretched, always hiding in the corner with a red face. The spring equinox is here, the sun is no longer flustered, and the little shadow finally becomes round and neat. They mustered up the courage to bend down with the grass, flutter their wings with the butterflies, and listen to the singing of the creek, starting a sweet spring journey. They discovered that it was not that they were unattractive, but that they were too anxious for the winter sun. The gentlest magic of spring is to make every little life feel at ease and grow up slowly. This is a fairy tale about integrity, nature and self-acceptance, for all the children who were once shy but are growing up.
Concept: Every shy figure deserves to be held firmly by the gentleness of spring. Growth is not about becoming perfect, but about being yourself with peace of mind.