——After all, the song ends and people disperse. It's like a fallen flower, don't leave it behind.
——I meet with words and music, and you accompany me with singing and dancing; you are separated from the flying flowers, and I accompany you with the breeze.
[Jiang Kui/Jiang Baishi Fanfiction] Who says I can't write seriously about ancient styles? Let you take a look at my beautiful writing style! (Akimbo)
Intention: Singing and crying~
