A reckless escape led to him accidentally falling into a crowd of people in a deserted ruin.
A person who lives at the height of a temple is sincere and pure, untouched by wind and rain;
A person is in the corner of the market, warm and transparent, and can see everything.
A paper about disaster relief, two stories about young people.
We know each other without knowing our names, we accompany each other without asking where we came from, and we fall in love without knowing our identity.
The evening breeze bids farewell to the king, holding his sleeve and asking for his name,
From then on, everything in the world was obsessed with one person.
Intention: Praise the words of love