The flowers of Canglan are blooming in the sea, and the moon of Canglan is cool in the sea.
Flowers have fallen through the ages and have no name, and the moon has no shadow in the sky.
I was born in the midst of the waves, swimming among the seas, confused and ignorant. I asked the sky how many days the flowers lasted and how long the months lasted. I smiled slightly, but it was nothing.
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