The sea embraces hundreds of rivers, and the walls stand thousands of feet high.
One day in front of Biluo Mountain, a hundred years of vicissitudes have been made
Looking back, my hair is stained
Can you remember the youth in the mirror and the marriage in the dream?
Looking down at the earth, overlooking the railings
Mountains and rivers pass away
The world laughs and sighs
The only one who stayed was Zhao Renlan in thirty years.