Pure Brightness

At Qingming, a lonely, ethereal spirit descended into the world.

Light, or ugliness?

With no memories, it gazed silently at the stars.

Would the starlight of the dark night eventually fade? But after it faded, there would be nothing but endless darkness!

I fear the night, because only in the night do I understand that I have nothing, and only in the night do I realize how shameful my "love" is! Perhaps I don't deserve love at all.

Then let everything be destroyed, and let them, as they were at the beginning, slowly forget themselves...