So what if you can sing all over the world?
I only hope that you will come to the world and enjoy it with you.
I no longer sing about Yingying in the opera, but I sing about the world.
Heroes are praised by the world for generations, but heroes fall into the dust and become the subject of praise and blame.
When you step through the vermilion palace gate and the sun rises again, the world changes its owner, dust and wind roll in, the person is no longer the same person, the begonia flowers fall, and the world is no longer the world with you.
Intention: Right and wrong are all determined by heaven, but everything depends on man.