Stars fall from the sky, brilliant as life.
When all the glitter has been washed away,
Who will remember the years that flowed like water?
Listen, holding your breath, to the universe's low lament.
The flowers of hope wither in the wind.
Boundless and endless, it seems our fate was sealed.
The pure white dreams of the beginning are gradually forgotten among the stars.
This infinite expanse of sky is a battlefield stained red with blood.
No splendor can hide the wounds of the earth.
Look at the stars, shining in glory: they are the tears sparkling in the sky,
Guiding your way even through the darkness.
I have been waiting for a year, and I just want to say, thank you, please update!
Well, since the title is "Please reply when you hear the call", how about the author also please update the old "Hou Tu Fu"??? After you finish writing, don't drag it out and leave a hole, making it seem like it was just a whim and you didn't even think about how to finish it.