Teyvat is a land gently caressed by the wind, like the winding stream in Xiangxi, slowly flowing with the tenderness and tranquility of the years. The mountains here are not high, but full of stories; the water here is not deep, but full of emotions. Between the four seasons, the wind brings the whispers of leaves, gently blowing through every corner, as if telling those past events that have never been remembered.

That Neuvilet, like a touch of morning mist, lightly shrouded the valley. Her existence is soft but has a tenacious charm, like the clear spring in the mountains, silent, but nourishing everything around. Her eyes are deep, as if hiding many unrevealed secrets, flowing quietly like a stream, with a hint of warm sadness. Her smile is not brilliant under the scorching sun, but like the soft light under the shade of the trees in the afternoon, warm but not dazzling, soothing those wandering souls.

Walnut is a jumping flame, with a bit of wild brilliance, like a burning maple leaf in autumn, warm and charming. Her words are brisk, but also carry inexplicable deep meaning. Her existence is like a bonfire blown by the wind, bright but with hidden danger. There is a playful firmness in her eyes, as if she is burning the past haze with flames, making everything glow with new life.

Roy Asley is like a cold mountain, standing at the end of the world. Her breath is cold, but not cold, with a faint loneliness and strength. Her silence is like the snow in the mountains, covering many silent stories. She doesn’t speak easily, but uses her deep eyes to tell the loneliness and perseverance in her heart. She is the silent watcher between the mountains and rivers, covering the scars of time with ice and snow.

And Wendy, as light and elegant as the wind, walks through the mountains and forests. Her existence is like the unrestrained wind, with poetry and freedom. Her laughter is crisp, like the spring water in the mountain stream, cool and pleasant. She tells the stories of those wanderers in the language of the wind, with a kind of indifferent and free and easy, she is not only the companion of the traveler, but also the symbol of freedom. Her wind is unfettered, but gently brushes every heart.

These four elements, like the four seasons of the land of Teyvat, cycle back and forth, interweaving into a vivid picture. Every character carries his own emotions and stories, and their fate is like a stream flowing into the sea, and finally merges into one. Treabar’s trading platform is like the market in the village, lively and real. People exchange items here, and also exchange each other’s expectations and dreams. Every transaction is a silent dialogue, the most sincere communication between people.

The version update of the game, like the change of seasons, brings new opportunities and challenges. Every change makes the world richer and more real. Players are looking for their own place here, just like the travelers wandering in the mountains, both confused and determined. The story of Teyvat, like the endless stream, will never stop.

In this land, the wind brings news from afar and takes away the sorrow of the past. The four elements blend with each other, as if telling the most simple emotions in the world – love and protection, passion and tenacity. Under the sky of Teyvat, every adventure is a journey of the soul, and every encounter is a gift from fate.

There is no noise here, only quiet waiting. Waiting for those travelers who are willing to listen to the wind and feel the four elements. Perhaps, everyone has a piece of Teyvat in their heart, waiting for the storm that belongs to them.