The world is full of chaos, we are all in despair, we just want to avoid despair! -- But forgot the look of despair.
The determination and indulgence of men and women, loss and existence, exits and entrances... All the squandering or pursuit that was almost ruined - gone forever. Lost to recognition.
Finally turned into a wisp of smoke in the vicissitudes of life. It's so desolate, half a life has been wasted, half a life is in mist. Leaning against the door and looking back, I feel like flowers and beautiful family members, who will eventually be born again, die and be resurrected...
Concept: Bai Yueguang