One day, I sat with my legs crossed on a bamboo chair made of bamboo I split, biting into the flat peaches brought back to me with a hatchet, and squinting at the sun hanging in the sky. Suddenly a figure flashed out, blocking my sunlight.
"Who is so blind that he blocks my light?" I said in a lazy tone. After speaking, I stretched my body and slowly opened my eyes.
I saw a handsome young man in white standing in front of me. His face was like the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival, his color was like flowers at dawn in spring, his temples were like knife cuts, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his nose was like hanging gallbladder, and his eyes were like autumn waves.
"The Lord is the sister of God Pangu?" The young man in white said slowly. Its sound is just like running water hitting rocks, clear and melodious; it is also like the entrance of a clear spring, moist and refreshing.
"Exactly, Your Excellency?" I scratched my hair randomly and pulled the hem of my skirt to make me look less slovenly.
"I am Jun Nanjia, the star of heaven, and I am still intern." The young man bowed to me.
Is even Siming so involved these days? It seems that Heaven is really full of talents.
I returned the bow in a decent manner, "I have admired you for a long time."
Intention: Vast world, boundless years. The woman in the clouds is not a hero, riding the wind thousands of miles eastward alone!