I came wading through the water, and you rode back, just to look back and never forget it again.
I am so soft and delicate, but you look up to the sky and smile, all you want is to stay together for the rest of your life, but you can no longer save it.
You said, the country is yours, whether you want it or not.
I said, beauty is for you, whether you want it or not.
The sea is not as proud as you, and the mulberry field is only your forbidden lamb.
When the wind blows and the clouds rise, you wave your sleeves; when heinous crimes are committed, you regard them as ants and snakes.
Even if it shakes the sky and the earth, it cannot shake the solidity of the rock.
You can ignore the common people, because the world belongs to you.
Just a word or a fragment means death or life; a move or movement can turn the world upside down or overturn the earth.
Your son, the pride of heaven.
What you want and what you have got are all in front of you.
But you said, wrong.
The fate is that Yue Lao pulls strings and Hong Luan shines; at this point, storms arise and soldiers and horses are in chaos.
I look at you and see a whole world from you. And in this world, there is still me.
Me and your world.