Pulling up the skirt and taking steps, looking back, the sky and the world end up on both sides of the river.
It's a pity that the two birds flew together at that time and stayed together.
This life is just like the first time we met.
He raised his wrist and raised his sword to stir up the sky, and the mirror, flowers, water, and moon were empty for many years.
It makes me look forward to returning to the wild geese now, as the years change.
The broken lamp and solitary dream shadow double overlap.
Conception: