Reminiscing about the old days, when flowers bloomed like brocade, it was just like a young boy
Thinking of my old friend, white clothes are better than snow, what an unparalleled elegance
In the turbulent years, the fallen heroes are colorful, and it is difficult to conceal the style of plain clothes
Looking for the beautiful city, the orchids in the valley, and the wind, frost and rain
Breaking the maze, the blue shirt has clear shadows, and the sword looks like a startling dragon.
Dance in neon clothes, graceful and clear, like walking on the snow looking for plum blossoms
