There are flowers in the sky and dreams in the body.
After meeting each other in the martial arts world, I realized that in the light of swords and shadows, people's hearts are most uncertain. Beautiful things are just a bunch of floating flowers on the green pond, short-lived and illusory. The so-called false reputation of being number one in the world is nothing more than an empty shadow. Who can be sure?
A struggle across the Central Plains, an escape between life and death.
Jianghu is just four words: the song ends and everyone disperses.
After saying goodbye, the shadows and flowers in the sky were like a dream.