Life is too fast.

in the world of mortals, the pinkie is empty.

although he is an alien, he is still in tears.

pestering the whole life, I still hear the sound of laughter.

in the magic mirror, the golden words flicker, everything around us suddenly changes, and the four walls light up. At one time, we seem to be in the place of Shura road. All around us turn into a vast sea in a moment, leaving only an inch of space. I look at Qin song.

the magic Empty Mirror suddenly turns into a huge sky.

the sky in the distance is sometimes misty, sometimes clear as blue...