As soon as I enter Tianjing, it is graceful and melodious. Is this world a reincarnation? It floats on the paper and bumps again. The existence in my dream
Familiar faces, unfamiliar memories, and eternal calls
Who am I, where am I, and where will I go?
Silent tears, dripping on the paper, historical investigation
No one can prove it, Tianjing, why is it so familiar, Tianjing
Father, mother, brother, sister
Who are you.
Concept: Fantasy and ancient style