A hole, a hole dug by city workers, what is the chance of falling? And what is the possibility of falling and traveling through time and space? Is it the soul that travels through time, is it sex, or is it just a spring and autumn dream?
Is the "old and tough young woman" in the small town a cultivator from the past life, or is she destined to be tricked by fate in this life? Should we choose the splendid fireworks or the passionate love? There were many twists and turns, and finally I found that the grass was green.