He is like a touch of white among thousands of bright reds, a touch of invisible white.
Just like the cold wind in winter, the melting snow of icebergs, the unmelting ice and snow of Yanshan Mountain...
It's getting cold, I can't stand the cold wind anymore
My eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and I seem to see my senior brother. Just like before, he lowered his head, caressed my eyebrows, and left a light kiss on my eyes... The peach blossoms seemed to be blooming again... I seemed to see the young man dancing the sword in the peach forest again.
The sky is filled with red clouds, as bright as the setting sun. Time can no longer tell the difference between the peach forest and the sky... The dusk is vast... My senior brother is still waiting for me.
Intention: I will protect you