The east wind blows away thousands of flowers and trees at night, and even blows down the stars like rain. BMW carvings fill the road with fragrance, the phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night.
The moths are covered with golden threads of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance. The crowd searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place.
A story that started out wrong.
"I've been looking for him, but you are not him."
"No one said they would take me home, and no one promised me eternal peace."
——Axun
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