When we first saw it, we saw soldiers approaching the city, thousands of cavalry ready to go, hundreds of people leaving. Is that red on the horizon the morning glow or the setting sun?
Later, good fortune and misfortune depended on each other, but unfortunately, who was sincere and who was fake.
If it comes to the end, how should we treat each other?
I saw the bloody hilt, I saw the green spring snail
There is an enchanting red lotus in the cup
Contingency, conspiracy, killing
Are you stuck in the chess game, or are you watching from the other side?
The world is full of troubles and riddled with holes
Why not invite the bright moon with you?
No matter the morning glow or sunset, this is the only life