The wind blows the broken leaves and dances in the clear sky,
I play wild songs to call for heroes.
After singing, raise your glass and ask the sky,
Heaven also laughs at my sincerity.
There is a moon in the sky in the cup,
There are thousands of emotions in my belly.
How many times can you get drunk in your life?
Why not drink till dawn?
Maybe there was such a time and space, maybe there was such a world
Perhaps there once was such a group of scholars, scholars, monsters, gods...
Broken Leaf City/Xiyi Pavilion/Purple Gold Palace/……