Every day, new stories happen, and every day, old stories come to an end. We don't think about what kind of role we will be in this story, and we don't treat ourselves mediocrely. A love affair between flowers and leaves will eventually be covered with dust. When we wake up on the morning of May as promised, the sun breaks through the window, covering the whole body, and the flowers in the courtyard are blooming. It turns out that beauty is everywhere, so please treat this world with tenderness.