Shengxiao Is Silent, Who Is Deposing Qingcheng?

The world is nothing but vicissitudes of life, life and death are the same as separation Today the snow has dyed the white night without doubting the past When I was young, I laughed and was frivolous, but eventually I sighed at the vastness of the water. Three thousand tents were shocked at night alone, but I didn't know that the ripples turned into waves One moment, one lifetime, one step at a time, looking back The vast sky of Han Dynasty holds the prosperity and sorrow, and between the curved eyebrows, destiny is destined to become the past. The world of mortals has its first makeup, and mountains and rivers have no boundaries. The first face crushes the nightmare and has an unparalleled fate.