Is it the fall of light being annihilated by darkness, or is it the redemption that darkness longs for for light?
Between us, it's just a habit.
I won't ask you what you haven't told me, and you won't check what I've hidden. You just think that this world is fine and the years are good.
What should I love and what should I hate? Thousands of thoughts are in turmoil, and it is difficult to move forward.
Looking at the moon alone in the Qiongqiong Tower, I send my thoughts in the sky;
The past is like wind erosion, nightmares turn into smoke, and the coming is like a mirror
Intention: May life be as you wish