In 2045 AD, young pilot Guo Zhen met Zhu Qing, a 19-year-old female student in Taipei.
Meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend.
In 2047 AD, the cross-strait war broke out. Guo Zhen defected and flew 513 across the Taiwan Strait. In Taoyuan, he was shot down by Kuomintang air force pilot Gu Zhaojun.
At the last second before the plane touched down, he saw a female student standing on the playground of Jinling Women's University looking at him.
White shirt, blue skirt. Anonymous, beautiful scenery at dusk...
AD 2049, the spring of the 138th year of the Republic of China, Taiwan was recovered.
Neither here nor there.
Not my hometown, not my hometown.
Please don't scold me. I wrote this after hearing a teacher say that the goal of reunifying the motherland must be achieved before the second centenary goal. It's possible that it will actually happen one day, but I hope that I won't see this happen until I'm a hundred years old.
If I had to choose, I would choose world peace a hundred times over.
Concept: After years of wandering, they used their youth to condense an era