灯光揉碎了悬浮海面，夜将深渊染成黑，仅剩纯白浮沫。

The light shattered the floating sea, and the night dyed the abyss black, leaving only pure white foam. The wind trembled, blowing countless sequins to the brink. As soon as the left goes out, the right burns, a wild star and a lonely moon, a mirage. If you are born in the world, you dont know if you are in the world.