A vow that has lasted for thousands of years, an alluring love without any regrets, listen to... ... The long sound of the piano, who is it... The slowly flowing fingertips gently play a love song intertwined with no regrets, admiration, life and death, and helplessness; even if the wind and rain come, even if the body and soul are destroyed, love is enough, with a flick of the finger, gently shake it off Thousands of years of accumulated red dust, suddenly scattered pieces of dust and snow... That day, the setting sun had set, the moon was beginning to appear, and the tears falling from the corners of my eyes followed the vast evening stars into the bleak palace of the Moon Palace for thousands of years.