King Wen is like history, leaving his name on jade.
Ziya is like a poem, swearing an oath to the gods.
Therefore, it is said that the wind, flowers, snow and moon are like being remembered in the heart, but turning around is like the arrival of flowers and water in the mirror.
In my previous life, I repaid you with my old sword and deep love.
Become a god and think twice about the next life.
Drunkly leaning on the dreamland Kunlun, my heart is fluttering.
King Wen is like history, and he uses the mirror to test.
Ziya is like a poem, and the gold list is implemented.
The mirror asked, the flower died.
The water is rolling and the moon is rising.
He traveled through the mirror of reincarnation and was willing to sacrifice his life even in his sixties.
He was canonized in his old age, and the prime minister assisted in the completion of Xiqi. He also had the great responsibility of becoming a god.
The reincarnation of Him like Pan An is enough to cause all living beings in the three realms to fight for every inch of land.
His tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and he can't bear to look at the magpie bridge and gallop on the way home.
The stars are sparse and the moon is bright, the love in this mortal world tells the story of keeping one's wish...
The fate of three lives by the Acacia Lake has blossomed into an epic dream for thousands of years.
This feeling can shock the heavens at one level, and cause the earth to crack and collapse on the other side of the earth.