The lotus blooms for the first time, and the girl has her hair tied. The moonlight fills the air, whitewashing the peace. Cardamom has passed to clarify right and wrong. I want to clear the mist and get a glimpse of the true knowledge. When I was young, my mind was foggy. Sink into time, sleep for thousands of years. He will finally wake up and his eyes will open slightly. The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and time flies like an arrow. Things have changed, unlike in the past. Dispel sorrow and smile like a flower. Tie your hair into a high ponytail and sort out your lies. On the way home, everything remains the same.