Above time, tirelessly breaking me, killing me, resurrecting me, falling in love with me over and over again. At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, standing in the fire in the snow, it was like a belated revenge, the newly awakened dead, watching the falling brilliance on the snow.
Concept: After the snow, the rich crabapples blow into the nightmare again, returning again and again to kiss you greenly in the heavy rain.