(I had a sudden inspiration and wanted to record it.)
It is mainly based on the background of the poet Li Bai being demoted, and a person he met on his way south.
Li Bai squinted at the person in front of him, his eyes looking as dazed as ever before.
Is it more difficult for me to be relegated, or for you?
Concept: A touch of white moonlight, a cinnabar mole