You are my journey.
The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, the universe is bright, the dead trees are springing up, and the April day in the world is transferred to another sleepwalking ballad.
(Shanshui Yicheng was written a year ago. I felt that the ending was a bit too stomach-churning, and the tone was different from the following ones, so I decided to start a new chapter.)
(Give up struggling...)
Intention: Determined to be a good person
