Time is a river, and we are all drifters in the river. Some people pass through our lives like the wind, leaving short-lived traces; while some people are like stones under the river bed, deeply embedded in our memories. Even if the river dries up, their existence is still as clear as before.
Our feelings are like the cycle of four seasons, from the heat of summer to the cold of winter, from the hope of spring to the withering of autumn. Every season is a different timeline, recording our encounters, separations, reunions and separations.
It does not try to tell a complete story, but to capture those moments - fleeting moments in the long river of time, but enough to change a life. It's about love, memory, loss, and eternity.
If you lose it, if you are alone late one night recalling those times that you can never get back, then time will tell you everything. It is not to make you cry, but to make you understand that the love and pain you once had have already become a part of your life, and you cannot and do not need to let go. When I die, you don't have to miss me. You have to look forward and go on well. You must not think about committing suicide or anything like that. I will be a gatekeeper in another world. Don't let me see you in advance.
If you really don't want to forget, that's okay. There's no need to force yourself. If you can't forget, don't forget and just let it go. Be a free person, wander freely with the wind, and don't have to care about other people's eyes, because Qi Zhi is Qi Zhi, she is unique. May you not restrain yourself after I die.
——Shi Yi
Intention: The love in memories spans life and death and will never fade away.