The wild geese return to the peak at the bottom of the white clouds, and they will return to Xiaoxiang in the Ming Dynasty. Yan Hui always remembers the sincere joy in his heart when his mother told him the origin of Yan Hui's name when he was a child. When the past is like smoke, when life changes his mother beyond recognition, when her family's indifference makes her numb, Yan Hui sometimes thinks back, Yan Hui Yan Hui, Yan Zi can go back south every year, it would be great if he could also go back.