Cinnabar mole on palm
Hot tears of separation
The prosperity of this life cannot be compared to the silence of Wangchuan
The loyalty, filial piety and tenderness in this life cannot withstand the flames of war on the battlefield.
The cold moon is sleepless, thinking about that first time we met
Nowadays, the meandering water flows and the mountains and rivers rotate
I'm okay, you're no longer here
The pull in the dark
Where does the broken paper kite fly to?
Wrong, wrong, right, right. It's just a dream.
The world is like a chess game. Who can see through this black and white world?