When he was young and frivolous, Fu Zhuo was like the long wind that came from the depths of the mountains, wanton and passionate. He didn't realize that he was already carrying the weight of the silence of the mountains, and thus exhausted Jiang Yan's entire youthful tenderness and softness.
Jiang Yan exhausted all the clouds and rain in his heart, but after all he could not hold back the wind that was carried away by the mountains. He could only let his heart slowly become desolate and dry for a long time.
After many years, Qiu Zao meets again.
The reckless boy back then lost his impetuousness and grew into a calm and paranoid adult.
After going around in circles for many years, he suddenly looked back and realized that he had lost the only gentle spring rain in his life.
He is the foehn, hot and scalding, with its own scars; he was born in the mountains, but he is unwilling to be dictated by the mountains his whole life.
When he encounters an empty mountain with no rain, he insists on being stubborn and attached to it, spending the rest of his life slowly making up for it and adapting slowly.
The regrets of the old year can be made up for in the rest of life.
Although the rain will not return, the wind will last forever.
After a long tug, all the pain and regret will eventually turn into a stable perfection.
"The rain in front of the mountains is the past, and the wind behind the mountains is the rest of my life."
Intention: The wind does not need to be extinguished, and the empty mountain does not need to be rained; the wind learns to slow down, and the mountain is willing to wait, that is the rest of life.