Close your eyes, memories are like mist covering up the flames and sword shadows, and the warriors and horses marching across thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. Memories gradually burn, but regrets have no way out. Who understands the loneliness behind the glory? No one can say, no one can say the fragility, let us pray together:
Holy Lady, may everyone hallow your name and may your kingdom come. In the name of love, forgive my sins. Because the kingdom, power, and glory are all yours forever and ever, Amen.
Purpose: To reveal the value of love in a cruel society