The wind in the universe is in chaos, and the heaven and earth are judging people's hearts. Walking alone leisurely, feeling sad at night. The clouds are moving and people are independent, and the swords are dancing in the autumn wind. Waiting for Xian Yan to return, no one will listen. When the mandarin ducks parted, they drew their swords to show favor. Standing against the wind among the clouds, I am invincible in the world. The beauty turns into gray tears, and I am only sad to see you again.