When the jade is over and the tea is growing, when the bamboos are drying up and dusk arrives, the sky listens to the eloquent narration, and the clear rain falls slowly. They gather into clouds from above and streams from below. From this, all things come into being. ——I originally thought that as long as I put down my body and stay by your side, you would see me one day. ——Some likes cannot be expressed.
Concept: This world is not just black and white.