Sometimes, a small wish can turn into a big regret.
And all the regrets are separated from the present by a huge chasm. I cannot cross space or time, so I can only look back with my memory.
I want to take another look at the winter in Taoshan, listen to the chirping of birds from nowhere, and say to the people around me: "The snow is really heavy and it's really cold today."
In that case, that place will become here.
Intention: None yet