An iris is the last faith left to him by his father, and it is also the shackles that imprison him for nineteen years of freedom.
In the flames of World War II, German platoon leader Fletcher was caught between his own side and the former Allies. He hates killing, but has to put on military uniform; he longs for peace, but can only struggle to survive in a hopeless camp. When the former benefactor becomes today's leader, when Chunliang is forced to compromise with death, how will he use this dried iris to complete his ultimate redemption in the bloody smoke?
This war will eventually burn away the beauty, leaving only the iris speechless.
Purpose: To reflect on the struggle and death of German soldiers in the cracks of war at the end of World War II, to reflect on the tearing of human nature and soul by war; to use "iris" as the spiritual totem throughout, to explore how individuals can adhere to the bottom line of conscience by "not killing" under the pressure of totalitarianism and despair, and complete the final redemption of faith in life and peace in the face of mortality.