In front of the moss-covered Sansheng Stone, Po Meng looked at the woman in front of her who was determined to erase her name; in the magnificent palace, Yao Shuang looked at the silent beloved in front of her; under the steep cliff of the dangerous peak, Mo Zexuan looked at the woman in front of him who lived like a puppet...
Intention: Heaven and affection are not in harmony with each other. Staying in the sky and staring at the east wind makes people thin and smile.
