The overlapping mountains in the distance cut off the thousands of miles of spring breeze and the prosperity.
How much blood has dried up in the desert grasslands.
Standing quietly in the vast land, looking far away, the blade of the knife is not yet cold.
Looking sideways, she was still beside him, smiling warmly.
Fighting and killing, with gold and iron.
During the Han Dynasty, there was a pass, but when would Chang'an be safe?