The crooked figures on a crude drawing board are traces of their existence, and they are also his precious memories.
The agreement under the big tree, the memories buried in the secret cave, the girl who never existed under the big tree, the way to see her, the psychiatrist's conclusion...
How real or fantasy is all of this? Or is it a big dream after falling into a coma?
Flowers bloom in all seasons, most beautiful in summer.
Hundreds of flowers are vying to bloom, hoping that all sentient beings in the world will be moved by their beauty. It is not only the flowers and jasmine that bloom together, but also you and me.
"If the result of meeting is separation, then what is the meaning of our meeting?"
"Isn't that what it means?"
"But it's not what I want after all."
"What doesn't belong to you is naturally not what you want."
Intention: Don't say goodbye, and don't leave without saying goodbye