Fengyue Is Self-Sultry

I was born with scarlet eyes and wind and moon hidden in my bones. If you curl your lips unintentionally, you will mess up the people's minds; if you lower your eyes unintentionally, you will lead all sentient beings to perdition. I walked through the vast wilderness of mountains and rivers, stepped under the moonlight, crossed deserted ruins, and passed thousands of passers-by in the world. Immortals meditate randomly, knights lose their souls, monsters bow their heads, and dignitaries bend their backs. Everyone is trapped in their obsession with me, asking for it but not getting it, thinking about it but not being able to do it. But I have no intention, no love, no ties, no fate, no deep love. Fascinating to the wind, gentle to the moon, all kinds of heartbeats, but no response. All living beings are drunk, but I am the only one awake. All the romance and preference in this world have always belonged to me only.