He Li×Wen Xuzong
Secret love is an unhealed knife wound in the heart, burning with the moonlight. The pulse is hot in the silence. The more vivid the dull pain, the more it turns into an unscabbed itch when no one is around.
For the first time in adolescence, I can't hide my throbbing heart
My thoughts are like the first rosy morning light on the horizon
It is no longer a secret that Wen Xuzong has a crush on He Li. The love he had at the age of seventeen was something he did not dare to speak amidst the chirping of cicadas at the beginning of summer.
I finally plucked up the courage. It was as expected.
The moonlight rejected by the tide never stops shining, and the migratory birds whose wings are broken by the wind and snow still yearn for the south.
Later
When moonlight meets the sun, migratory birds migrate smoothly
I thought it was a gift for success, but I didn't expect it to be a prelude to failure.
The sun drives away the moon and the wind and rain scare away the migratory birds.
The morning star in the east dispels the darkness, and the red sun in the west welcomes the returning migratory birds.
Intention: The morning mist overflows the fading sunset glow, and the scorching sun burns the unspoken oaths.