The summer in the skirt took away Kyoko's life. On the way to the mighty paradise, she met her true love. They lived for themselves without fear of the world, and they were independent individuals after death. The male protagonist is a young and promising pianist, and the female protagonist is a backpacker. Time is like a song. In Mao's prosperous age, at the end of everything, they became each other's support. Although they are not flesh and blood, this unparalleled love is also a shadow of the current society. We all live for the people around us and are desperate for a life of strong alliances. Why living for ourselves is not a luxury? Looking at each other at the end of the covered bridge, the silk silk is shining, the moon is shining, and the lights are shining. Our journey is full of disturbances, prosperous right and wrong, maybe lingering in vain, maybe under the expectation of just looking at the flowers, everyone's heartfelt desire. This is not a wish but a hope, and it is also you, me and him.
Intention: Sometimes the few words at the end may be the things we cannot say in our lifetime.