The bright moon swells down a thousand feet; the cool breeze blows wet cheeks. An anthology, I believe you can all find yourself in it, I believe every story can shock your soul.
You are not alone, you are just lonely in your soul.
Then enjoy the wind and the moon and savor these passers-by in life, and pay homage to the graceful young man who once wore the bright moon breeze.
When we left, you were wrapped in the bright moon and the breeze; when you came back, you were still a handsome young man.