Copywriting 1: She stood in front of the big French window. In Shanghai after 6 o'clock in the evening, there was a bright red sunset in the sky, like a bowl of blood staining half of the sky. It was as beautiful as a magnificent oil painting.
Copy 2: Ever since she was a child, she has always said that she would be his bride and asked him to buy her a wedding dress with a long skirt and a white veil, as well as a diamond that could be passed down for a long, long, long time.
Intention: Destiny, destiny and luck are sometimes not up to us.