Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting Hua give up, it was only a moment, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
Use my three lives of fireworks to exchange for your lifetime of confusion. .
The mountains and rivers are handed over and I smile for you.
Several episodes of lamentation and several lifetimes of joys and sorrows make me laugh at the fact that I can't help but have my destiny.
After passing through the years, I dreamed of watching the fireworks blooming by the Qushui River and the full moon.
The fog cleared, I woke up from the dream, and I finally saw the reality, which was the silence after thousands of sails had passed.
At both ends of life, we stand on the shore of each other.
Destiny gathers and disperses like water, carrying the world on its back, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting.
Look at the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, they are silent and silent; the green mountains and long rivers stretch from generation to generation; just like in my heart, you have never left and never changed.
So be it, the mountains and rivers will never meet again.
Butterflies are beautiful, but after all, butterflies cannot fly across the sea.
If you don't look back, why don't you forget. Since there is no fate, why make an oath? Today, all kinds of things are like water without trace. Tomorrow and evening, you are no longer a stranger.
Who is laughing in the dream cannot be seen clearly...