When I was a child, a new boy came to the palace. My mother pulled him in front of her and said distressedly, "From now on, I will be your aunt, and Yuanyuan will be your sister. Don't be afraid, good boy."
As a little kid, I hid behind the curtain and thought, "Where does this brother come from?" When the fireworks show came to an end that year, as children, we shared a bowl of longevity noodles in the dark attic.
When I was eighteen years old, I knelt in the main hall and cried my heart out. A beautiful wedding banquet turned into a battlefield where relatives were fighting.
Since then, the situation has changed and the world has been fighting. We can never go back to the past. Let's enjoy the full moon together.
Intention: Even if you are in the mud, you should compare yourself to the flower.