Behind the distant space and time, there was a loud sound that shook thousands of strings. The opening and closing of the strings evokes the initial brilliance, outlining the outlines of light and darkness in the void. Its sound has not stopped, its strings have not rested, it rises in the blue sky, sinks into the rivers and seas, transforms into grass and trees, and rises into the sky with stars... In an instant, a bright world appears in Flower Clock Town, and with the miserable night rain,tThe distinction is clear.The breeze blew by, and the little girl who was sleeping among the flowers stood up lightly and shook off the newly picked grains. A few