Heavy dark clouds rolled up rose-colored waves, a ravine opened in the calm waters, a rugged mountain path stretched from the corner of the horizon to the top of the sky, a ladder was erected, and the broken halberd sank into the yellow sand, burying the smell of blood in the crevices of sorrow and pain. Lan Xingye, the king of light, wants to hold a grand funeral for the deceased monarch of the country of moon springs, the reason why he bothered so much is not only because of self-blame but also because he was once full of greed, the five monarchs walked to the hall sprinkled with white flowers with a heavy heart, they looked at the face of the monarch of the country of moon springs and couldn't help but hide their faces and weep, pain always comes suddenly when people are defenseless, it takes away the inner peace and the disturbance outside, without a trace of pause, so silently come and go silently.

The snow-white paper flowers folded into a heart-shaped shape hung from the roof to the ground, the candlelight floating in the air was like a small boat looking for a place to call home in the cold season, and the sad song swirled from the valley of the mountain stream to the edge of the cliff, and then broke into every corner of the soul from the cliff to every corner of the heart.

The ministers stood at the door and looked at the gray dome as if they had seen another sad self, and when the oppressive atmosphere penetrated their bodies and reached the gray realm of their souls, they clearly saw that the person lying in the center of the hall was actually themselves, and the people outside the castle took off their black hats and stood in the snow for silent mourning, they did not know that the end of dusk could be the coming of spring, or it could be a harsh winter that was colder than winter.

Happy Feet is reluctant to take a step to welcome the dawn of the dawn, it is fantasizing about the fiery red flame burning the whole sky to reach the peak of the dream, but pain mixed with indifference, in the ordinary world neither forward nor backward, it does not get a fairytale beautiful fairyland, nor can it get a hellish cave......

The light of darkness pierces the wings of dawn and casts a faint sadness in the world of daylight, the frustrated butterfly crosses the abyss of death and tears the joy at the end of happiness into one piece after another, the infinite desire burns on the top of the head, pulling the gap between greed and kindness wider and wider, and the broken wish is fixed on the edge of fantasy and reality, allowing restless thoughts to see the incompleteness in beauty.

Jin Jianmo, the prince of the land of moon springs, led the soldiers to the castle to mourn his dead father, as soon as he set foot on the land of the land of light, he was infected by a gloomy atmosphere, the withered petals reflected the gray of the dark clouds, and the kingdom was shrouded like a city of death, when they entered the main hall and saw the king of light, Lan Xingye, their sorrowful fire was once again ignited by the ghost fire of pain. The King of Light came to the Prince of the Moon Springs and said calmly, "Prince, I am really saddened by the death of your father, and if I hadn't insisted on inviting him to the Land of Light, he would not have been framed and killed by a liquor dealer." ”

"Sovereign, don't say anything, I just want to take my father home, it's really unfilial for him to be brutally murdered like this to be my son. The prince of the Land of Moon Springs knelt in front of his dead father's coffin and said sadly. "Prince, I can understand your feelings, we have put that hateful murderer in a dungeon, if you are still not satisfied, you can escort him back to the Land of Moon Springs to be punished. The King of Light put his hand on the prince's shoulder and said calmly. "I only want to bring back my father's coffin this time, and nothing else has anything to do with me. The prince of the Land of Moon Springs wiped his eyes and continued, "The people of the Land of Moon Springs were very sad when they learned of the murder of their father, and they said that they would personally send their king on his last journey. ”

The ministers and soldiers of the Land of Light made way for the prince of the Land of Moonsprings, and their soldiers lifted the coffin of their monarch and walked slowly towards the world of light, the snow-white doves perched on the branches and painted the footprints on the snow as a symbol of peace, and the holy feathers swept over the source of the river and burrowed into the crevices of the mountains......

The beautiful dusk sinks into the undercurrent of the eternal night, pouring the warm afterglow into the curtain of the waterfall, the unknown prophecy switches back and forth between the true and the false, and it is impossible to see the surface of life and understand the true meaning of life, the winding road winds around the mountain, and the footprints of happiness extend to the end of the clouds, and the peaceful heart holds up the sadness in the corners of the eyes, and is dyed by the color of the yellow flower.

Lan Xingye, the king of light, paced in the main hall and said to the five monarchs: "Ladies and gentlemen, the reason why I invite you here is to ask you to hand over the fragments of the crystal ball to me, God said that there will definitely be a great disaster in our world in the near future, I think as long as all the crystal ball fragments are gathered together, no matter how big the disaster is, it will not destroy our will and hope." "Sovereign, didn't you say that the fragment of the crystal ball is related to the prosperity and prosperity of each kingdom, wouldn't it be better for us to guard it separately?" the monarch of the Abyss Country walked over and asked.

"The fragments of the crystal ball can only be unleashed with the greatest power when they come together, and our greatest enemies may come from the outside world or from within. The King of Light pondered and said casually. The remnants of the night swallowed up a trace of goodness in the depths of the heart, hung the cold wind and frost on the crooked corners of the crescent, the fierce wind blew away a faint fragrance in the petals, and the smell of rancid smell enveloped the entire firmament......

The front end of the dawn is always filled with infinite darkness, and at the moment when the dawn is about to come, whether the soul of surprise sees the spring behind the gloom through the cold picture, the long river of passage divides the pain and happiness on both sides of the memory, and when a certain point in time in the future coincides with the past, whether the broken present has felt the nightmare that cannot be escaped.

The kings of the five kingdoms are ready to leave the kingdom of light and return to their respective kingdoms, the carnival of feasts brings them pleasure and pressure, the prophecy of the crystal ball is like a dream that is far away but close at hand, they see the existence of hope but feel that it has nothing to do with themselves, the contradictory mind is tied to the contradictory world, and in the face of the contradiction he remembers the contradictory himself......