The Junior God: The Double Seventh Eve
Though the early autumn has set in, I still worry about Chinese Valentine’s Day far in the future. In the world of men, there are a few sparse lights and fireflies flying lowly. I wonder that no one would be as sentimental as me. Looking at the spider-web, I pour forth my feeling of sadness to it. On the Milky Way, people can cross the Bridge which has been put up by magpies. I flow into the sky in a hurry for time flies by. However, the break of day is around the corner since the cock began crowing. Looking around, I saw a fairy flying down as if she were laughing at my dismal state. I think that your appearance would be different after so many years.