The nation lies shattered,
old friends scattered and lost,
mountains and rivers stretch for ten thousand miles, their blood staining my robes.
With a sword of ruthlessness in the way of affection, I will destroy the Four Powers of the mortal realm and bring peace to the nations of Canglan.
I will hold fast to my original resolve and endure four hundred trials and tribulations, all for the one I will always long for!
Across the river of time, I raise my sword to the Ninth Heaven and plunge into the frozen abyss.
Where my heart yearns to go, there my body will follow...
My sword rises above the three thousand fathoms of the mortal world
Sun and moon mourn together as a long song rings out
I swing my sword as if to match the heavens
I brave the frozen abyss of the Ninth Heaven for you
If heaven and earth will not yield, the Dao can be destroyed
Without tears, how can one pass through Chang'an?
The Four Powers and Penglai are all sundered lands
Only the heart of the sword is offered to Cangshan
To wander the world is like drinking wine; how many cups can one have in this life? At the ends of the earth, your figure is nowhere to be seen. Through the turns of the mortal world, I have watched blossoms fall in profusion and seen people grow old. The sword remains, and so do I. My promise was never made in vain...
Cheer yourself up
Emotional fantasy, I hope to write it down
Not bad, quite fresh