The three of them bid farewell to their master and went their separate ways.
How should they deal with themselves in troubled times, where should they go,
And what will be their fate after experiencing the mortal world. . .
Parting with love, gathering together with resentment, leaving and abandoning
I can't ask for it, my destiny is hard to change, I will never lose it and never forget it.
Sighing for heroes, they come and go in an instant
Taiping Road is far away and the sound of drums is nearby. Don't ask the common people or the stars.
It's hard to calm down without paying attention to love and hate. It's hard to feel at ease without rain or sunshine.
Who will cross the red dust on the road? Where will my hometown return?
The sky and the earth have limits, the wind has faith, the sea is boundless, and no one can be seen
The world cannot be saved unless it is destined to be gifted with talent