It's hard to look back, the past has been extinguished. The sound of the wind is hoarse, beating at the sad heart. Keep your hands tight and go together step by step, just crazy for life. The sky is covered with falling flowers, and it seems like we are smelling the fragrance of peach blossoms in the desert again. How long is a life? Hold your hand, forever. The temples have turned white, the glitz has become empty, don't forget.