The moonlight is like a splash of jade beads, and the stars all over the mountain are shining like the Milky Way.
Cang Qi picked off a flower, looked down at it, and suddenly asked, "Do you know what the flower language of the stars is?" E Yuan smiled, and he gently placed his hand on Cang Qi's hand holding the flower, and said sincerely, "I haven't understood it yet, so can you tell me?"
I gave everything to you, and I became everything to you
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Even though the night shrouds everything, I still don't bow my head despite the shackles.
As long as I have enough hope and courage, I am the light itself.
"Light is not given by the gods. It is created by ourselves and never pray to the gods."
Intention: Brightness lasts forever