Who is it, leaning on the railing to let the rain rest?
Who is it that laughs at the red dust but does not recognize the blue sky?
Waiting for a song, yesterday's right and wrong are yesterday's,
There is no saying that the world is small.
The first time I wrote about martial arts, the first time in Jinjiang.
Lian'er and Huaijue are both the people in my dreams.
The rivers and lakes are in chaos, drinking and singing,
Let's travel freely and freely with swords all over the world!