Xiao Dongyang exchanged his most precious thing with fate, and he will bid farewell to misfortune.
In another world, he saw spaces of different latitudes.
He entered several bizarre worlds, saw flutes that played by themselves, and white ghosts. He saw himself listening to the rain and saying goodbye to the wind...
"You probably won't like such lonely flute music. It's too spacious."
"I beg you to stay, but you haven't seen the spring flowers yet."
Mine Clearance: Slow-paced, nonsensical, and hard to watch.
Children are imaginative and their growth flows.
The amount of writing is uncertain, but I will probably write this much first.
Intention: Good health and peace