Such as Chang'an

I... Want to love someone. That person has a perfect character of loving all living beings, that person has a delicate face as bright as a peach blossom, that person... He regards me as his belief in life. The only bad thing is probably that he is a monk. But the best thing about him is that he is a monk. This is the story that Changan and I have to tell. The people I like and love are in Chang'an, and the people I hate and hate are also in Chang'an. They may sleep underground, or sit in a high hall, but after all, they are just a handful of loess. All entanglements and love are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and lightning, and they should be viewed as such.