Essence Master of Fate - Ordinary Mortal Fanfiction (Sad)

Standing on tiptoe and looking up at the sky, it is still so full of lofty clouds and ethereal peaks. Amidst the vast sea of people, I ultimately fall to being a mere mortal.\ The sky embraces my sorrow, yet it cannot embrace my heartache. The former glory now has fallen to being just an ordinary person.
I cannot see the bright moon, nor the brilliant stars. All I see is the endless darkness.
I cannot touch that soft comfort, nor the delicate, flawless cheeks; what I touch is only the piercing cold on the window.
The wine has sobered, the dream has ended, leaving me alone sitting in sadness.
The wine glass still holds a faint red hue, as if still clinging to the worldly desires. My fingertips wrap around the warmth of yesterday, the palm carries the fragrance of yesterday, a faint shade of lip redness lingers between the brows. Occasionally, a cold breeze brushes past the temples, stirring your thin silk-like hair. Lifting my head, I sip gently; the jade-like liquor is sweet, yet feels like bitter poison piercing my heart, freezing each beat! The hourglass of time seems blocked, the beauty of the night appears frozen, yet thoughts flit by like fleeting horses, probing the wounds of the soul. Setting down the crystal cup, I suddenly look back: what I see is dim, the once bright smile has gone, the delicate fragrance faded, and with a wave of the hand, the graceful figure has been blown away.
The moon quietly crosses the treetops, leaving traces of past brilliance, soothing pale tears, gently smoothing the wrinkled gray collars, lightly overlaying the dust-covered rosewood, bathing softly under purple curtains.
In the end, it is only that the things remain, but the people have changed.
PS: I thought about it for a long time—because of the fan work, I wrote it by hand first. There may be a bit less, but it's absolutely genuine.