She is dressed in plain clothes and the moon is shining over the world, her smoke cage is cold and her gauze is falling into the dust.
He is a young man with windswept and colorful clothes, and his clothes are like snow.
The winds and waves of love, hatred, greed, anger, and ignorance in the world are wrapped up in the power and intrigues of the royal temple. The swords and shadows of the rivers and lakes are whipped with hatred, and they collide with the gold, jade, and emerald beads of the Golden Palace. You can hear the echo.
Intention: Self-realization of the world