The lone wild goose crosses the cold pass, the setting sun weeps blood.
Sigh that the Chinese cultural context has been cut off after two thousand years.
After Qin Huo burned the books, the classics turned into ashes and the string songs were cut off.
I returned from another world, with a male spirit and a female body, bearing this calamity on my shoulders.
Traveling through the Warring States period, looking for broken pieces and fragments.
Use your tiny body as fuel to burn a thousand years of flames.
I don't want to leave a name in history, I just want to keep my cultural heritage alive.
When the day comes, let's look at China again, and its cultural context will continue.
