夜晚。一个男人给他的女儿写一封信。墨水在白色的纸张上流动，时间飞快流失，流逝的太快了，快的几乎无法分辨小时和天数，仿佛那封信写了几个月甚至几年。孤独的男人，被家人遗弃，最重要的是被她遗弃...

It is night. A man is writing a letter to his daughter.The ink flow on the white pages, time goes by quickly, too quickly. Almost impossible to distinguish hours and days, as if that letter is written for months or even years. He is alone, abandoned by his family, by her above all…