You promised me that you would protect my country forever, but in the end it was me who wanted to destroy it with my own hands. You will definitely give me a fire from heaven, and I will never recover. I enjoy it like a cake. Unexpectedly, the sky fire did not fall on my head in the end. I am still sitting on my great rivers and mountains, enjoying the boundless loneliness. But there is no longer a cold-faced and speechless general by my side, sharing the responsibility of my life for me.