One of them used sign language to convey messages to the wind, and the other borrowed piano keys to compose music for the clouds.
When the heavy rain breaks up the ensemble rehearsal of the school art festival, when rumors bloom thorny flowers on the anonymous wall,
"Actually, I have heard the sound of your piano a long time ago..."
"Actually, the flying birds in my paintings always have two wings."
Intention: Rushing for salvation in both directions
