"My Loneliness is a Garden" contains many plant whispers and time notes. From the two fragrances of Burmese osmanthus to the quiet relay of cats; from the stirring of fish in the pond to the steaming fireworks in the village alleys, we can see the true nature of all things in loneliness. Every plant and plant is a mark of time, every life blooms its unique luster in loneliness, and finally, in the depths of the garden, it condenses into a philosophy that embraces oneself and the years.
Concept: Everything has its own scenery, time has its own scale