The awning shook in his dream, An Su listened to the gurgling water at the bottom of the boat, and his soul floated gently.
An Su rests in the awning, in the middle of the lotus, in various worlds...
What she brings into every world is a pair of clear eyes, and she leaves with only a few vicissitudes of life.
The awning is shaking, the dream is gradually waking up, false is also true, true is also false...
There is no haze in the eyes of the girl on the lotus stamen, only tears.