The human heart is like the water of the flowing river. You look calm, but in fact you are always upset. You are delicate and sick, and you suddenly start to indulge in blood. You are excitedly enjoying the cry of the prey, and suddenly you hear a very familiar tune. It was a tune that your friend composed for you before you had a heart transplant to encourage you to live. Your hot blood is cold, and it turns into fear of the heart in the middle of the month.
Concept: Xiangyin is like a button sewn on the lapel of clothes. Every time you untie one, a piece of Guqi melts on the back of your tongue.