I once had a dream that led me for decades and fettered me for decades.
And she came from afar. Like the morning dew and the new tung trees, they are so stupid that they disturb my heart.
The bright moon is the predecessor, cold and cold for thousands of springs.
From the perspective of the male protagonist, it is probably the story of a woman who wears a book and redeems a beautiful, powerful and tragic villain.
Intention: Believe in yourself and love yourself