The ink is gone and I can't finish writing about my worries.
The snow blows by, unable to take away the struggle.
If you are dyed all over, where is your home?
Sheng is at ease, keeping the sand in the bottle.
Gorgeous and unrestrained, creating unfinished paintings.
A car accident killed one person and left three people unable to let go. And when the person in the dream returns to his hometown, how will the plot be rewritten, and how can we regain happiness?