The twins are exquisite, and their rings jingle.
The cold wind and snow turn the snow into sand, and I want to ask about my old friend at the end of the world.
The twin sisters who were born in isolation met the Lord of Ziyun Peak who came down the mountain to experience. From then on, flowers bloomed on both sides of Ziyun Peak.
Is it the hardship for an orphan to grow up above the clouds? Is there a hazy reality that lasts for thousands of years? Is it because I have the intention to please you, but my sadness is hard to understand? Is there a promise that the whole world is just for you?