In the early morning, Shi Yu got a glass of water and stood in front of the balcony. The sun rose slowly, and suddenly, I remembered a passage I saw with Mu Zhiqing.
"The real farewell does not involve the ancient pavilion, nor does it persuade you to drink another glass of wine. It is just a morning as usual, and someone left behind yesterday."
It seemed like someone was left behind yesterday. He couldn't catch her anymore. She returned to spring again, the spring without him.
Concept: Spring, Freedom, Responsibility
