The wind stops in the unfinished poem,
Time is stranded in the fingers.
You once said that there would be points of light in the distance,
I'm waiting for a circle in the dark night.
If missing you can climb over the top of the mountain,
Is meeting each other not too far away?
If waiting can lead to meeting each other,
Is regret considered a kind of fulfillment?
May the wind take away all the debts,
May the dream bypass all partings.
How many light years will it take to meet again?
I'm still waiting for that first page.
The mountains and rivers are fine, and the fireworks are normal, but you can see as you wish?
Purpose: Solve the case