The hidden jade that was born into the world, the noisy stone that entered the world, or the strong weeds that are blown by the wind and rain.
In this world, there are too many choices.
Tangible and invisible rules lock people up, and the key is in the heart, in the hand, and outside the body.
The misty and beautiful mountains and rivers will one day bow to the small but brave mediocrity.
Concept: women are like water, like ink, and like mountains.