The heaviness and astringency of time, the sweetness and truth, the isolation and loneliness, are just like our real life, real youth, and real scenery. After autumn, when the cold wind blows, there will be fallen flowers scattered, continuous rain washing, and the sun shining, just like after a journey, there is a feeling of sadness in the heart.
The difference is that what we step on is the land, and what we step on is the time. Therefore, falling leaves is not sadness, but an unforgettable memory of waiting for happiness after the wind.
In that place where the cherry blossoms are falling, there will be young people using notes to create happiness together.