I once thought he was just a proud wolf dressed in human clothes.
She ignored his love, but she never thought that everything was not what she wanted.
The long sword was swung and pointed at him, with hatred in his eyes and a ruthless heart.
Just for her family and country, she looks up to the sky and smiles.
Angry and furious, the flowers on the other side of the brow are bright red, illuminating the path of fire.
He was a tyrant of a generation, but he had been waiting quietly for many years for her tenderness.
The other him, who has dominated the world for a long time, dominates the spring and autumn, just smiles for her.
Loved, hated, confused...
