That year, the snow at Yanmen Pass poured from the sky without stopping for a moment. His black armor is white, and his red clothes are covered with snow. He said: "One day, I will gallop on the battlefield with my fast horse and sacrifice the blood of my wolf fangs to my friends who have buried their bones!" They walked side by side, chatting and laughing, walking in a row towards the north, going to a place far, far away, which seemed to lead to the horizon.
Later, old friends and old places. The snow in Yanmen Pass has not stopped, and it is still falling heartily. Thousands of golden lights broke through the clouds from the sky, and his body was covered with black armor and golden scales. At first glance, everything is as before, except that the footprints in the snow are a little thinner. He said: "The wolf's teeth have been destroyed and the traitor has been punished. It's just that you and I will look at the flowers of Chang'an together and drink old wine together."
The flowers bloom and fall, and the green hills remain forever. How can one person see them all?
Intention: Love and peace!