Duan Wang Zhao Heng, the most domineering prince in the dynasty, bought an entire stall of rabbit lanterns for me.
He said: "Shen Zhiwei, if you follow me, the brightest light in the world will be yours."
I laughed at his arrogance. How could a daughter from a noble family be humbled by a few lamps?
Until he blocked the fatal hidden arrow for me, his blood-stained brocade robe still held my hand tightly:
"Don't be afraid... The lantern festival will last forever, I will watch it with you."
Everyone in the world knows that he is violent and cruel, but they don't know that he has given all his tenderness and weakness to me. And his softest sincerity was given to me and our common world.
From then on, he spent all his money, made friends with heroes, and pointed his sword at the shadows of the rivers and lakes and the court.
He wanted to give me the best - not the glory imprisoned in the back house, but the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and justice in the world standing side by side under the sun.
Intention: experience the world outside the temple