Xueyinyuan

Xu Qing has been destined to grow old together with you for three lifetimes. I am willing to wait for the first snow to fall, just waiting for my old friends to return. The snow between my eyebrows has not disappeared, and my lovesickness is deep in my bones. Love is thin and easily dispersed by the wind, and the road is full of snow. The white horse breaks through the green mountains, the sword shines brightly and the wine is cold. Walking alone, shoulders covered with snow, old swords hanging from empty buildings. Twenty-seven suicide notes, swallowing oaths at sunset. I just lament that it is difficult to have both worlds, and young people have no gray hair.