In the first second of the new calendar, Jiang Yubai and Bai Zian watched the first fireworks of that year and the first night of the moon together.
Later, the moon still shone, but only on Bai Zian.
"I think about you all the time, can you come to me?"
"In every second of my life, every moment of joy is you."
"Well... I want one million, you will give it too?"
"Here, I'll give you everything you need to break the pot or sell iron."
"My moon, my love."
"My day, my free and proud bird, my sweetheart."
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Officially renamed Sun and Moon, this article will not be renamed.
Intention: Every poem I write is for you.
