Holding his hand on the jade railing, he stood alone at the head of the Ingrate Bridge,
The world is filled with the peaceful and sweet aroma of white sandalwood,
This heart is like hell, and before my eyes is the sea of suffering.
The sea of bitterness raises evil waves in front of the Tongting jade building, and the fishy wind is thousands of miles away, boundless.
However, he can no longer look back in this life,
Can't look back,
Don't dare to look back.