Half joy, half fireworks.
Simple, yet carefree.
Looking back, I listened carefully to Haizi's words: "From tomorrow on, be a happy person."
Returning to ordinary life, there is no official document and the sound of silk and bamboo falling.
The clear night is dust-free. The moonlight is like silver.
Swaying in the mortal world, one flower represents the world, one leaf represents one pursuit.
Intention: In the cracks of life, there is warmth in the ordinary