Walking into the countryside, there are mountains and leaves in the distance. Entering the city is a rose garden. And when she passed away, only withered branches and sharp thorns remained in the sky and the earth.
Who is right in the choice between city and country? Life in the city and country meals are gradually disappearing. Who is missing me? I woke up from my last life and opened my eyes to look at the world again.
Intention: Hope is ahead, life needs growth