"Maybe it's because the gods live so long that they forget the years and the twilight, and the time is actually flowing. So the gods become stupid. When they fall in love with someone, they easily lose their souls. If you live too long, the time you have to love someone becomes less, and it is more important than life."
The crimson that was flying all over the sky that year, the teapot that was accidentally overturned, the fragrance that overflowed, the crispness of the stream flowing through, the young man's face was like jade, the young man's eyebrows were evil, and the young girl was as beautiful as peach blossoms.
In the past, people's faces were red with peach blossoms, but now they are alone in the drizzle.
You pass the fleeting years lightly, and the years turn slowly. Let me use my time to give you a worry-free life.