The sky and the earth are very different, and the rivers and lakes are turbulent.
The sword energy is like a rainbow, and the blood rains down the history.
The shadow of the sword in the long wind, hiding love and hatred in the shadow,
Who weeps for the rivers and lakes, and who weeps for fate?
On the Qinglong Platform, the scrolls hide secrets.
The hero is helpless, and the chess game is overturned and confused.
Loyalty and betrayal, tears and laughter,
A paper scholar, a long song and cry.
The image is broken, the fate is difficult to choose,
Who can interpret the old dream of Jianghu?
There are many heroes, who can smile?
It's never too late to rewrite the world.
