The car is far away and the horse is looking forward to it.
You travel eastward from Shandong to eastward, and fly vigorously to chase the west wind.
May I be like a star, like the moon, and may my light shine brightly every night.
The moon is temporarily dark, but the stars are always bright.
Stay until the moon comes back, and the three to five will be full and full.
This is the story of Jiang Yuxing and Lin Zhiyue.
