Two different time and spaces, one is memories and one is the future, one is still and the other is flowing, they complement each other.
August 8, 2008, this special day, people have vaguely forgotten it in the faint ripples of memory. There is only her, a beautiful symbol, Du Yuyan, like the flowing water on the bridge in the south of the Yangtze River, and like the privet in the scroll paintings of the Tang Dynasty, she has been hiding in that period of countercurrent, unable to extricate herself.
The time machine kept flying forward, and the people and things reflected were swallowed up by white clouds. No one remembers exactly what happened that day. But in the future, on the road to chasing dreams, there will always be people who are sad and injured because of that buried past.