The sky is vying for glory. From afar, we can see the line as if it were a piece of jewelry. If we look at the things in our life at this moment, who will lean on the fence?
A legend, a good ballad, the blue clouds reflect the red clouds, she is reborn here
Is it that frown or that smile? Is it the unparalleled talent and learning, or the unique martial arts? Invite heroes and knights, and compete with demon kings to bend their waists.
(Their story depends on how the little girl tells it)