It's a pity in the world, but it's nothing.
Now that you have a bond, enter the world again.
Cut off the past, dig trenches, lift up the gods, see how far the road is, and settle one or two things.
Who allowed me to be the one chosen by the gloomy heart?
Who let me be the sundial granted by Xuantian?
Who let me be, the soul returning from nirvana.
Concept: The long life is like a crabapple, one tree is blazing and the other is proud.