The Xia Xia plate in Jinxia Pavilion is alive;
The cherry blossoms at Wild Fire Hall don't look real in bloom;
The snow in Xuanzhao Sect always has the temperature of a gathering lamp.
They are all waiting for the result.
It wasn't until the sky lantern reached its highest point that I saw clearly that what was embroidered on the surface of the lantern was not a wish but a calamity.
Intention: Reality is heavy, and trying your best may not change everything.