We met by strangers and got along in different places. We thought we would part ways and never see each other again.
The world is far away, the water is gurgling, and the sun is shining brightly, making everyone laugh.
In an instant, blood flowed like a river, the land was filled with sorrow, and the country in between was as thick as a mountain of hatred.
Your road is full of mountains and rivers, and you have to survive in a desperate situation.
I call it steely and strong, when the frost is gone and spring comes again.