Everyone's schedule is different. For example, those photos posted on the wall. When you return to that place, the people in the photo are no longer there, but the passers-by continue to laugh that is sealed in the photo. The baton of time passes by, and the moment in the □□ Tea House seems to be criss-crossed by time. The moment, the moment, the fragment of memory is the remnant of the previous life and the indication of the rest of life.