A melancholic and lonely poet of genius is murdered.
One hundred years later, a schizophrenic patient who escaped from a mental hospital picked up a poetry manuscript in the poet's deserted small courtyard full of yellow roses.
As he gnawed on the yellow rose and the book of poems, the ghost of the poet awakened. The poet said that he wanted to see the moon again on that day of light snow in 1919, and told him that every time he tore out a page of the poem, he could travel back in time and return to the poet's era.
As a reward, by burning the last page of the poem, the schizophrenic can make amends for one regretful thing...
"When he really brought the bright moon behind me, I felt the familiar horror. What I saw in front of me was the increasingly thick shadow, the skin of death swollen by the moonlight, like a monster spreading its teeth and claws. But this time I could see it clearly. It was a bunch of candied haws, not the sharp arrow that pierced me."
Purpose: The medicine is called love, and it will cure death