On a quiet afternoon, the sunlight in the antique market shines through the glass curtains on the bluestone slabs, making it variegated. Li Ming stood in front of an inconspicuous stall. The mottled patina on the frame and the exquisite carvings complemented each other beautifully. He held the ancient mirror in his hand and touched the texture with his fingertips, as if he could feel the pulse of time. Although the mirror has been dimmed, it still has a mysterious light. He gently brushed away the dust with the corner of his clothes. Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in the mirror: like a galaxy, but also like the endless night sky. The stars were arranged strangely, as if they were from another world. Li Ming was stunned, rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, only his own reflection was left staring at him.
"This mirror is not simple." He whispered, finally deciding to buy it, but there was an indescribable excitement in his heart.
Purpose: Self-acceptance