The old mountains and rivers are gone, but the white hair is still thick
The desolate man in blue shirt and black sword is vaguely drifting in a dream
The general's bow is drawn empty, and the scholar's business is bleak.
The past of the war will never go away, it still shines today
I have been suffering from the dust of the world for a long time, but I am lucky to be in the body of a gentleman
I made friends with knights from Wudu, and also got close to heroes.
Although the sword is abandoned in the box, the artifact will not be covered with dust.