Once I traveled through time, I didn't know where I was. How can you live your own life, manage your family, and view the world if you are rich and arrogant?
Manzhu Shahua, flower of the other shore.
God-given "eyes", who can recognize a handsome young man?
The white clothes are like snow, and the black belly is a demon; the red clothes are like fire, and the blood is crazy; the black clothes are like the night, and the sadness is hurt...
When the winds and clouds rise, who sits on top of the world;
When fate strikes, who sheds blood and who sheds tears?
After a thousand years of curse, can the flowers of the other shore bloom on this shore?