He once saw a poem in a book: The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me again? He thought, he had blown by all kinds of spring breezes, and had been to the south bank of the Yangtze River where weeds were everywhere, but why did the moonlight never stay on him? But he still hopes that the Moon God will show mercy and save his side of the world.
Purpose: No matter where you are, you are worthy of loving and being loved