In the universe, the torrent that cuts through time and space is looking for a piece. In the history of immortal legends, the shuttle across the centuries is only for the deepest memory. The most beautiful encounter is tenderness. The shackles are confusion. But I can't escape, but I am drowned step by step. The flames are rolling, and I am wandering in the world. Whether love is serious can only be hidden and cannot be asked. In troubled times, children are separated and gathered together. People come and go. Let love and hate be expressed wherever they are. The heroic spirit of chivalry has disappeared without a trace. In the changing situation, the success or failure is judged. Even if the hero has a dream, it is hidden in the heart. Thousands of emotions and love are all following the wind. Looking for love. A thousand years of time and space allow love and hate to flow through it.