Ten years, twenty years, a hundred years, a thousand years of sleep, a walk that can't find the end.
Forget, disappear, lose sense, sink.
What is real existence?
Who are those people? Who am I? Who wakes me up and puts me to sleep?
The human world and the fairy mountains, the ever-flowing Chiyue River.
Is it self-destruction or ultimate redemption that I'm looking for.
The memory recovered in Chiyue Lake, the dead lover.
Walking through many mountains, counting the steps slowly.
I traveled all over the world to find you who was waiting for me.
Purpose: Find yourself