Heaven and earth are the reverse journey of all things;
Time is like a passerby from generation to generation.
And the floating life is like a dream, just for the joy of geometry.
Mingyan watched her dark hair slipping from the teeth of her comb.
Like quicksand sliding over the fingertips. It's like time has changed into fleeting years.
But, in this life, will all the things we have experienced and the people we love disappear with time?
If so, if so, what is the purpose of this floating life?