If there is black and white in the world, then blood must be a heavy burden for those in high positions.
The eyebrows are smeared with indigo and the lips are smeared with crimson. The skin is like gelatin, and it is so full that it cannot be grasped.
The gauze clothes are gently moving in the wind, and the red sleeves are rippling, hazy, as if the past seems to be forgotten.
A song is finally needed to help you become a wise king.
Intention: Mutual love and mutual achievement of sadistic pets.