She is the princess in the corner of the palace that no one cares about,
Life is like a weed, silent and no one cares about it.
A surprise encounter, a promise with fireworks,
So she tied half her life's obsession to one person.
The red makeup is waiting for nothing, the mountains and rivers are far and wide,
She was wandering in the torrent of fate,
I have seen the silence of deep palaces, experienced the wind and frost of the north,
I once stole half of the peace in the world of fireworks.
Someone promised her a prosperous life with fireworks,
Someone protects her and keeps her safe all year round.
And from beginning to end, she
But I just want to be serious and watch my own fireworks.
This life is the fate of cannon fodder,
It is also a grand rush to live for oneself.
Intention: True love is not about obsession, but about letting go