She came from the ninth heaven, with silver hair like snow and eyes like cold stars.
He was born in the mortal world, his eyebrows are like ink, and his heart is like the rising sun.
"Master Priest, the rules of heaven say that mortal hearts are not to be touched."
"Yeah."
"Then why did you accept my flowers?"
"Where the gods bow their heads, the spring breeze is quiet."
Intention: Man can conquer nature