Copywriting one:
In this prosperous city, looking at all kinds of hurried passers-by, I really want to know, what exactly does a person have to go through to make himself appear like all living beings?
What I see and feel is reflected in my writing, just like what you see and touch.
In my second life,
I have my own life, what I know, and what I try to master;
There are also other people's lives that are undercurrents and even more unpredictable.
And fate,
Where is this going to lead us?
Copywriting two:
Stars, coming from billions of light years away
But it falls in the night overhead
It looks at me and I look at them
Just ask
How many lifetimes do we need to spend together to avoid missing him a few times?
How many lifetimes should we stay together before we can look at him more?
Intention: