I stand on the city wall where the beacons are burning.
Waiting for the day when you break the army.
Even though I can see through the autumn water, I can't see your clothes in disarray.
Even if I become dry and petrified, I will only have the youth that slips through my fingertips.
I have no regrets over the years.
Waiting for the day when you break the army.
Inside the Great Wall, the scenery is still picturesque.
Outside the city, there is still gravel and windy sand.
I still remember the promise you gave me.
"Wait for me to break the army"
It was the promise you made to me that year when I frowned and nodded.
I'm still waiting.
It's just you. When will you break the army?
——Ningmei