Hundreds of years in the world of mortals, time flies by,
The once prosperous age has become a mirror image.
Kong left behind various legends, leaving future generations filled with emotion.
Looking back at the few words buried in the long river of history,
Dreaming back to the splendor of the past, recalling Zhanhua's past,
The road is endless, the spiritual platform is dark, the clouds are scattered in the blue sky...