A thought of the rivers and lakes, a lifetime of swords and wine, leaving behind a distant figure, carrying a lifetime of sorrow. I walked and walked in this world, but I never met you again. You left after all, and it was too late to hear me say I love you.
In the early stage, he was naive and stubborn, and in the later stage, he became enlightened and flirtatious. In the early stage, he was silly and sweet, and in the later stage, he became violent and irritable.