Find Whereabouts

There is a rainbow over the mysterious cliff, the snow is falling coldly, and the vast loneliness is like flying frost. Boundless dreams, traces of fallen flowers, silver butterfly needles that enchant the soul and kill people. Soul-catching arrows, life-inspiring sticks, ruthless swords burning in the dust. Shocking gun, flying clouds, looking for this flower to wet my clothes. The seductive butterfly encounters the deadly needle, the miserable red snow rainbow