King of Heaven. When you are on the shore where cherry blossoms bloom, do you know that the other shore is desolate because of you? King of Heaven. Walk forward on the snow-white catkins. Every piece of it is a disappointing dream of mine. And if there are snowflakes falling on your shoulders, please don't brush them away - let them bathe you with life, because that is the only meager blessing I can give you. King of Heaven. I watch you, gradually mature, gradually become stronger, step by step towards glory, towards the distance, to places I can't go. And I, standing at the first place, watching your increasingly distant and unfamiliar back, gently called out your first name: Mingyi...
Intention: