This article is included in: Jian Wang 3 Ba Ge 2024 Mid-Autumn Festival Relay No. 32
"There is a moon on the branches of the sycamore tree, and the evening mist and clouds suddenly appear in autumn."
An encounter that is no accident, a bizarre world,
A past that was forced to be buried in the dust, and a desperate redemption.
An unexpected encounter when we were young resulted in separation and forgetfulness.
From then on, time was like quicksand, and they each ran towards their own destiny.
When memory is restarted, reality overlaps with the past, and the crisis is staged again,
The hand that you failed to grasp before, this time, let's hold it tightly!
Purpose: I understand better than anyone else the meaning of trying to survive.