It rains at night and the small building is not clear, and the sky and the earth are ups and downs for half a life.
She had always been a cruel, lonely, and self-righteous ignorant child in the eyes of others. She was trapped in that small building her whole life and was not liberated until her death.
When everything turns to dust and the small building is opened again, can the truth of everything calm the anger of those night rains?