Facing your extreme display, Daji didn't say much, but slowly walked to the railing.
At this moment, the position she was in was a crescent-shaped balcony, beyond which was a cloud and mist with golden edges. If one takes a step forward, below is the Abyss.
With her back to you, leaning on the railing and gazing afar, Daji's gentle and heartwarming song spread softly:
"Those millet plants, those stalks of rice. As I walk, I'm tired, my heart is restless.
Those who know me say I'm worried; those who do not, ask what I seek. Endless sky, who is there?
Those millet plants, those ears of rice. As I walk, I'm tired, my heart is drunk.
Those who know me say I'm worried; those who do not, ask what I seek. Endless sky, who is there?
Those millet plants, those grains of rice. As I walk, I'm tired, my heart is choking.
Those who know me say I'm worried; those who do not, ask what I seek. Endless sky, who is there?"
