Legend has it that on the other side of the Wanli Strait
There is a country
That country is called Qingguo
The capital there is called Qingcheng
Lonely sunshine spreads across the fields
Countless shadows float by
Heroes and beauties have staged countless legends here
The reeds sway and obscure shadows lie dormant at the fingertips
I turn my head and see your blurry face
Suddenly disappeared
lonely
There is only silence between you and me
Until the merchants are separated forever
that legend
It's called Qingchengqingguo