Life is like a dream, love is gone, people are separated, gatherings and separations are normal, but the heart is like a knife, and there is nothing to do. People's hearts are unpredictable and there is nothing to stop them. It's getting late, everything is sounding, and it's hard to disobey the destiny. Alas! Flowers fade, birds leave, and people drift away. Sadness, separation, joy, and love. The light of the past was noble and pure; the light of today is sinister and vicious. People's hearts change, everything disperses, and I sit alone and lament. The political situation in the demon world is changing, and people's hearts are distracted; the heaven is dancing, and the chaos is unbearable. Don't sigh! This is the way the world is! I want to do it, but I can't do it. I pretend to be myself with red makeup. Walk through troubled times, kill evildoers, and go about your business in red makeup.