I believe that in a certain corner of the world, there lives you who is waiting to meet me. Maybe you have single eyelids, thick eyebrows, lips that are neither thin nor thick, and a pair of shining eyes... At such a quiet time, under the warm breeze, standing in such warm light, reading a book of Gu Cheng's poems, the night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light. I think I am using those black eyes to look for you.