That sword brought drunken dreams to the world of mortals; that sword cut through the sky; that sword shone the starry sky; that sword illuminated the afterlife; that sword opened up the universe; that sword said goodbye to the past; that sword crossed her heart; that sword awakened her face; that sword was not for immortality, not for demon, not for destruction, not for survival, but only for her to recreate the warmth of the past.
The sword moves the starry sky for tens of thousands of years, holding a beautiful woman in his arms.
If you only meet for the first time in life, you will have feelings for the second time.
If we only meet each other for the first time in life, can you still remember the smile at that time?
If you only see it for the first time in life, can you still remember that face that will never fade away?
If you only meet me for the first time in life, do you still remember me hiding behind the desk?
If we only meet for the first time in life, will you still remember you who secretly smiled with your mouth empty?
If you only meet for the first time in life, what kind of feeling would it be?
If we only meet each other for the first time in life, the tenderness of the past is still with us;
If we only meet each other for the first time in life, everything will go as expected.
