Cold in a Turbid World

The cold dew on the weeping branches sings in the gentle breeze, and the moon reflects on the flowing stream and stains the stars. I really like this poem. When I saw Didi for the first time, I was attracted by it and jumped into it decisively.

It started burning up from Chapter 5! It feels like there are a lot of foreshadowings laid ahead...

The writing is smooth and it's a good work, but it's a bit lacking.

The plot is compact, the characters are vividly drawn, and it is a masterpiece of traditional fairy tales!