When the Emerald-Blooded Mountains and Rivers See Dawn

The Taiji stance: weapons laid down, war brought to an end.

Roam free, with boundless passion.

The Earth Treasury soul, its Zen heart guarding the Dharma.

Plum blossoms in the snow, books and swords at your side.

A flick of the wrist, and a hundred insects sing in unison.

A thousand transformations, shooting stars soundlessly streak across the sky.

The orchid's clear fragrance, a strange peak reborn from the flames.

Dawn breaks, and the sword's intent endures!