In "I Do" Faye Wong sings: Missing is a very mysterious thing that follows you everywhere like a shadow. If you are approaching the age of snow-white hair, longing has melted into memories, and everything will be decorated and dazzling in front of the mirror of memory. However, if there are not enough memories, what can we treasure at this age?
Intention: Because of your presence, I regard the yellowed pages of the book as treasures, and also allow me to discard them like worn-out shoes.