A wandering life experience, broken memories, twisted personality, unfaithful love affairs, lingering dark nights, endless regrets...
Why are they so crazy? Why is the world so cruel? Taoyuan, why can't I find it anywhere? Why is hell everywhere in the world? Why does desire destroy people's hearts? Why is love so hurtful?
There is no reason, just because destiny is difficult? Unwilling to succumb to fate, unwilling to throw away the shackles... So... Is there only endless sadness? Just like that lonely field of blooming violets... Blooming alone, admiring alone, withering alone...
Finally... The snowy cherry blossoms that had not bloomed for many years bloomed again in that cold winter... With the snowflakes, the warmth burned... Memory... Revived...