Ling Xikong

The hollow tree echoes for thousands of years No matter how many times you do it over, you will only slide down the same path, even if you do it over a thousand times Life is full of emotions Deeply in love This desolation does not involve the breeze above the building and the bright moon in the stroke. "You come with the breeze and go with the flames. There are no more traces of you in the world, leaving me alone in the same place, guarding those broken memories." (The content is purely fictitious and must not be substituted for reality) Intention: rich