When I was a volunteer in the library, I was sorting out books and reading their titles. I came across a book, the library at the end of the world. A picture and title on the cover attracted me. Look up at the library in front of you. What is the library at the end of the world like? Is the end of the world desolate? If there are books, is the desolate place beautiful?

On the cover of the book, the first thing you see is the vibrant green forest outside the tall floor-to-ceiling window. The sun shines on the floor of the library through the French window. The neatly arranged books are waiting on the wooden bookshelf in an orderly way, and a woman is sitting by the bookshelf, reading quietly.

Husband betrayed, daughter ran away, mother and daughter did not agree.

For the librarian Hannah Casey, the library is not a social place, nor an interactive heritage exhibition institution. The library is the exit of loneliness and dreams of this island and her paradise. However, one day, this paradise will be closed.

After watching the ending, it was beautiful and warm.