The peak of power is like the sunset, with the loneliness of complete silence.
Just like cursive writing written casually, no one can read it except yourself. Loneliness is like a constant drizzle. As time goes by, the pressure on Wei Zichu is about to burst. Suddenly one day someone cleared the stagnant water, and Wei Zichu trapped her with himself. People sing about spring and sigh about autumn, but in fact they are lonely for a long time
Concept: Why do I feel lonely? Maybe it's just that I'm missing a "her"