"The sun and the moon are suddenly not flooded, and spring and autumn are the order of the times."
"Really? I don't believe it."
When Luochuan thinks, the universe moves, and time freezes.
The wind is silent, the clouds are condensed, and the sun is hanging in the sky.
The mountains are majestic, the rocks are peaceful, and the valleys are silent.
The stream is resting, the beads are hanging, and the leaves are drooping.
The beasts are resting, the insects are sleeping, and the dust is not rising.
The flowers fall, the sound disappears, but the fragrance remains.
The forest is quiet, the shadows are solid, and the birds are hard to be frightened.
The moon is bright, the stars are shining, and the night is still young.
Dreams are suspended, thoughts are calm, and the mind is at peace.
You're sweating profusely now, Qu Yuan.
