He and I, named Riyao and Changyu, first met on a snowy winter night 15 years ago, and said goodbye on a sunny spring day 15 years later. The joy of meeting and the pain of parting can be considered to have a beginning and an end, but this period of time is like the sunshine through the fingers. You can really feel its bright existence in the darkness. When you touch it, you are stunned by his piercing eyes. Is all this real?
Intention: Tanmei