Xuan Puan
The fall of midsummer, with its majestic greenery, is about to break out of the ground and imprint a long river in his world - that is happiness...
Maybe the future is uncertain, maybe the story has just begun, but the momentum is getting better, right? …
Chen Yan𬀪×Yu Yu
My world always seems to be the same,
Childhood ideals are so far away.
Always hoping for a miracle to happen,
But the gods cannot hear my prayers.
The uproar of others has nothing to do with me,
Hiding under the greenery and hoping for eternity.
But there is no nostalgia in this world...
I am greedy for precious stones and jars,
Intoxicated by the eternity of the stars,
The luxuriant flowers wandering around the peaks.
The gravel under the dry stream was polished into edges by the wind.
The tidal shore rises and falls with the majesty of the sea,
The cool mist clings to the outside of the glass,
Melt the tenderness of clear water into crystal cold crisp.
The lonely moon shines high,
The water marks on the cheeks are reflected indifferently,
With a contemptuous smile,
Do you know? It's hard for you to understand…
Intent: Wings of self-salvation