May I be like a star, like the moon, and may my light shine brightly every night.
Plum blossoms dance in the wind and snow in Chang'an, and freehand letters are sent to the world.
Official script and seal script, with signatures left behind, show that people have been in a dilemma for thousands of years.
The stars and the moon don't know how to think about the cliff, where are the geese carrying plum blossoms?
Concept: There is no plot in the world, beauty only awaits innovation.