Born in a fetus with nine elements, looking for immortals to kidnap, colorful skeletons to make wedding clothes for others. When I meet half-faced with red makeup, I sigh that beauty is greedy for lovesickness. If the clouds eventually turn into rain, how can the clouds and rain separate from each other? When ordinary people climb high buildings, they should speak for all living beings.
Purpose: Anyone who climbs a tall building should speak for all sentient beings