"When we first met, he looked like a child, when my mother and I were out on a trip to the unique crystal stones by the river. They were also silent, but they emitted sparkling light. He looked into my eyes, full of tears. I was still young at the time and didn't understand the sadness and hatred in his eyes. But I just wanted to give him the willow leaves and osmanthus planted by his mother, so that the osmanthus would dissipate his pain. I wanted to protect him from the moment he accepted the flower branches."
Concept: Life is like a play