Sorrowful

I have never doubted that the moon only rises over the eastern mountain of my hometown; I never doubted that the moon only hung on the old tree at the entrance of my hometown; I have never doubted that the moon only lives in the flawless stream in my hometown. The moon cannot wake up the soul if it leaves its hometown, and the moon will never wake up if it leaves its hometown. But my hometown abandoned the moon, and he abandoned me... Concept: When you follow the shadow, you will find that the shadow follows the light.