The fog in Hong Kong is filled with neon lights, making it difficult to distinguish between good and evil.
At the age of eighteen, with a sudden glimpse, she only believed in his lingering glimmer of light, gathered up all his splendor, and ran off into the dark road alone.
The long night of tenderness is the only salvation in ten years of loneliness.
The mountains and rivers will eventually become clear, and there will be no soft song to reconcile with him.
Intention: Go into the darkness with faith, keep the glimmer of light with deep love.
