Maybe I came here not because of romance or cause and effect, but because of chance. In the past life and this life, Mei Yin, Mei Yin, would you rather be the real Mei Yin?
The rivers and lakes are in turmoil, you come from the shadow of the knife, and you leave decisively;
"The sand is as cold as snow, the warriors are fierce, the iron horses are fierce, and the sincerity in your heart makes the world look down at you?"
It turns out that I have always been in the game, but what I yearn for most is that sense of freedom, that free body, and that sincere heart.
Mei Yin, Mei Yin, you are in the dream, you are Mei Yin, and you are also Mei Yin.