Bright as a star,
As cold as the cold moon,
The stars and the moon collide,
How many entanglements of love and hate are stirred up in an instant,
□□Vertical and horizontal modernity,
The four countries are in flames of war,
How much chaos of love and hatred has been aroused.
Xingyue Jade,
Meet the stars and moon,
The scratches of time have cut through the pain of dust,
Driving into the darkness, rushing into the cold current,
Whose warmth is there?