Throughout our lives, we are always losing. Learn to grow by losing, and keep losing while growing. When one day we stop and look back, scattered along the way are fragments of time and medals of life. Do you still think that this trip to this world is worth it after all?
When a ray of consciousness from the future traveled through the smoke and dust of thousands of years and quietly attached to the side of the peerless emperor, was the Ying Zheng he saw the cold symbol in the history books, or a warm person who could gaze at the east under the moonlight?
From then on, there were no more flames burning poems and books on the palace of Xianyang. Instead, there was the light of civilization that was more brilliant than Chang'an in later generations, shining all over the world.
I, Chen Changan, as Fusu this time, I want to stop endless killings in China, and let Xianyang no longer be burned by fire.
I, Lin Xi, become Wang Leyao, so that the world will no longer suffer from plague and disease.
