"The fragrance of the laurel tree, the night wind loves the moonlight, my love is very different
With a pure face, I never wear heavy makeup. I insist on what I like.
The laurel tree is fragrant, the clouds are entwined with the starlight, I want to say something
The boundless ocean and the vast imagination are more extraordinary than anyone else."
——S. H. E "Laurel Goddess"
The tragedy is sad and evocative, but I hope for a complete beauty, warmth, and poetry.
Let Apollo and Daphne know each other and stay together in this little story thousands of years later.