It seemed like it was just a dream she had had.
The mountains are her background, the wind is singing to her, and the bicycle pedals are spinning like wind wheels.
She heard the chirping of three or two birds outside the window in the early morning, the breeze caressed her cheek, and the fragrance of the trees penetrated her throat and nose...
They gave birth to her, let her embrace the wind of nature, and then destroyed her...
She is a young girl, and she is still imprisoned in a cage...
Clearance: There is no love story, just some reflections on family relationships.
Purpose: Pay attention to family relationships and pay attention to children's psychological growth
