The flowing light easily throws people away, turning cherries red and bananas green.
Thousands of miles of hometown, thousands of miles of dreams, Gaocheng's tearful eyes are far away in the sky.
As time goes by, geese fly by, and this spring has passed by again. When will it be the return year?
Life lasts only a moment, reincarnation is hell. Looking back after a dream, Chang'an was in a dream.
I was me in my previous life, I am me in this life, I am still in the dream in the two mortal worlds...