Hanxi

A clear and cold morning light, A piece of warm and cold ice, Chaos begins, The morning light shrouded the piece of jasper, causing invisible oppression. This piece of jasper relies on the morning light, which is extremely cold. This piece of sky never bows its head, but that piece of jade stubbornly looks up! Eventually, this piece of jade turned into tears and drifted away, Finally, that piece of sky looks back, I think if... If that piece of sky is crying at this moment, it means I love you... If that piece of jade floats to the sky, it means I love you... If the sky embraces the tearful jade, that means I love you... I thought, if he loved her... I think if she loved him... That can be called "happiness"!