They come from an era of annihilation and beautiful legends. They come from the scorching wind and smoke deep in the desert, from the mysterious ancient city nestled in the heart of the sea, from the towering green mountains, from the prosperous Central Plains, from the place where the sea and the sky meet, and from the slit of life and death in the blue sky. They used their own hands, blood and sweat, battles, wisdom, and their lives to create a world that belonged to them. The world calls them - Young Kings.
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"Young King Chile Song"
He had seen two teenagers sitting side by side countless times in his dreams. The vast grassland is the most majestic background, and the stars and moon hanging high in the sky are the only source of light. The night on the grassland is as thick as the slow-flowing black river water, bringing the distant sound of wind to my ears.
Dreams always overlap with memories, and dreams always contradict the future.
[Produced by Rong Yishe]