If a person's unrequited love had a voice, Wei Nian might have been hoarse.
She has seen many, many aspects of Zhang Zi.
At the opening ceremony, I caught a glimpse of the shining proud man of heaven.
With just one glance, a bright white moon seemed to rise in her dark world. It was far away and she dared not touch it, but it was far away in the horizon, guiding her on the way forward.
She had never thought that after just a quick glance, the young man no longer felt trapped in it, and the falling moonlight stood beside her.
The moon sets over the altar.
The girl was at a loss.
Wei Nian's name had never appeared before Zhang Tie.
When he saw her for the first time, he was amazed at the love overflowing from her eyes, but he didn't know where it came from. The love grew wildly like a vine and wrapped around him.
I originally thought that she was just a very ordinary girl, but her eyes were full of light, and she looked firmly at this devastated world, just like a god.
"Why are you so nice?"
"You're too far away."
"It looks like the moon that I will never be able to pick up."
(Because the moon is already very good, I won't expect it to stay alone for me.)
Intention: Peace, health and well-being