Thirty years ago, on the bare hills, no matter how beautiful or ugly they were, they were all buried by ignorance and helplessness. A beautiful and immature girl, a gentle and strong woman, a passionate and unrestrained woman, they wrote the song of their youth with their sweat and life, and spent their golden years with their bodies and souls.
Love? □? Lonely? Debauchery? No one can tell clearly. In short, everything that should have happened and everything that shouldn't have happened has happened. What is left to them is love? Is it hate? Is it love? Is it resentment? That's also destiny, and you can't break free even if you want to.
A love relationship lasts a lifetime, a love relationship evolves into a separation between two places, a love relationship makes the lover go away with the wind like falling petals...