When I dyed my hair yellow, the trend passed.
When I hold the two swords, the dynasty has changed.
When I fell in love with a girl, the girl gave me a little sweetness, but I sacrificed my life. Maybe you have seen the feasting and feasting, and you are no longer the same you as before. You have heard too many good and bad things. I have only discovered the tricks you used on me before. You were teased by others. I begged you to follow me, but you didn't even take a look at my life. I opened my eyes wide and longed to save you from the fall. ． ． ．