They were once four silent plants in the corner of the library. Their roots intertwined silently underground, but their branches and leaves grew wildly toward the sky.
Some people are responsible for calculating the trajectories of the stars, while others are responsible for tracing the texture of the human world.
Those formulas and theorems that others may find obscure and difficult to understand are their love letters to the world and secret codes left to each other.
Stars above, we are each other's dust and each other's return journey.
Intention: The summit is side by side, regardless of the wind and the moon; intelligence attracts each other, and we will never tire of it for a long time.