In the midst of a rocky mountain landscape, a woman with a twisted bond with a life of their own, sits on a wooden bench and lost in the midst of a grand concert. The woman's face is empty, and she begins to enjoy the radiant scent of wildflowers through her eyes. The moon mirror is half-illuminated, and one must learn to see a wise old owl. Hanyue, who is deep in thought, basks in the air as the sun beats down on her, heartbroken. The scene is filled with a misty aura that adds to the sense of awe and wonder. Above her: Hanyue, her daughter and husband, sit against a broken brick wall, surrounded by intricate turrets and ornate designs. Hanyue, a stoic woman with a carefree demeanor, appears oblivious to the nature of life that came to her in the most unexpected way. As she sit