years in the twilight of winter

Text/Ren Yuqing

In the blink of an eye, the glory and withering to the twilight of winter, and the silence of everything waiting for spring.

More grinding the world is the same as Shu, and a little wish is as good as ever.

The micro-body fireflies are ambitious, and the bright moon is cast in the sky.

And wave the iron arm to pick up the beams and pillars, and the journey is long to break the waves.