If there is an ocean in a person's heart, then she would like to become a drifting bottle, hiding Cupid's magic arrow, sneaking into the quiet ocean, causing his calm mind to stir up stormy waves.
If there is a blank space in a person's memory, then she hopes that she can be a blade that will not scratch him and restrain the edge that she is proud of. From then on, his world will no longer be lonely and sad, and he can laugh and be so cheerful and comfortable.
If human hands could become wings, then how she wished she could become an angel and guard the prince's side forever.
The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick.
Beauty is the dress, intelligence is the weapon, her prince, why do you need to put on a face that repels people thousands of miles away?
In fact, this angel is very kind - fickle and unscrupulous!