Grand events in the world, colorful butterflies flying, flowers in front of flowers and moonlight under the moon, I have a special liking for it.
The empty valley is quiet, heroes emerge in large numbers, love and hatred, where will they go?
The flash of swords, the ice and fire, is it revenge? Or perform a life and death love?
This is an article written by me from the perspective of the opposite sex. I have forgotten when I conceived it. Maybe it was a few months ago, maybe a few years ago, or maybe centuries ago, it doesn't matter.