The moon shadow floats and breaks the golden waves, and the wind passes through the maze to find the coast.
The gods of the East and West gather in the sea, traveling thousands of miles to show their beauty.
The sunset shines on the clouds and the pavilion looks like the dawn sky, and the hope of Tunan cannot be discerned.
It is difficult for Huaxu to realize this dream, and he will finally be able to protect the country with his innocent son.
——By an unscrupulous twin's seven-word pseudo-twelve fantasy dream paintings