After an encounter, he fell into his heart.
A war, he doubted his heart.
At the foot of Yaoguang City, weapons met each other.
The world is unified, but the beauty is not there.
The truth is superficial and regretful.
The sound of the flute sounds, scheming.
Eight swords in the world, old friends meet each other.
The feathers and flowers are blooming, and you have returned.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you