On the sickbed, a hero's dream was born, and the young man went to the world.
A heart filled with sincerity and a breeze on both sleeves,
Before I have traveled thousands of miles, before I have completed my chivalry,
He died of the evil heart and was buried in his prime.
From now on, no matter how big the rivers and lakes are, there will no longer be clouds chasing the light.
Intention: If your heart is facing the sun, you will not be afraid of sadness