The name of this eyelash is beautiful to read, but it is also very common. But the name is taken from a poem.
This is a poem I wrote to her:
When the meteor crosses the sky
When the firework blooms in the night
That is the scenery when you met me.
That was black night
Did not wait for the meteor, or fireworks
Only leave the shadow on the ground
Under the breeze, the shadow is sloshing
This is a poem that has not been sent, and it will last forever in my heart.