Do you still remember what the wind and sand in the vast desert once recorded?
Do you still remember what the oriole once sang under the willows and flowers?
He sticks to his oath, even if the world has changed.
His persistent love is like every modest gentleman's love for a graceful lady.
How many people can tell clearly about the accidents in the world?
History is long, there are so many stories that we don't know, and how many legendary lives are silently hidden in the lives that have passed away.
He walked slowly under the shade of the trees, as if he heard the long tinkling of camel bells. The distant story could not just be lost in the yellow sand. The flashes of swords and shadows in the past, the hatreds of past generations, were all passed away by that time, like an hourglass. The passing time deposited unknown legends!