The light of swords and shadows dimmed, and the sound of drums and horns disappeared in the distance.
There are vivid faces flying in front of my eyes.
The ancient Huangchen Road has been obliterated, and the Fenghuo border town has been deserted.
Time, you can't take it with you, those strings of familiar names
Who decides the rise and fall? Is there no basis for rise or fall?
A page of wind and clouds dispersed, changing time and space
Gathering and separation are all caused by fate, separation and separation are always related to love
Take responsibility for what happened while you were alive, why worry about commenting on it after your death?
The Yangtze River turns into tears intentionally, and the Yangtze River sings with emotion
A few stars twinkle in the sky of history
A heroic spirit in the world
Galloping all over the place
