A girl who dreams of letting go of all her fears under the shadow of that huge maple tree who had once given her hope of being happy for a single moment. Small red flowers on one hand ,she decided to say goodbye instead of fighting those people who were ready to chop down the tree. What made her so weak ? Or did she ever loved that tree? Is this the same girl ,who used to stay with the tree for the whole day ,when she used to visit her grandma and ignore the presence of every single being? Or did the tree made any mistake? I wish she could have been stronger.