Hold your sword to the sky and look at the warmth and warmth of people in the world.
I drink wine and ask the moon, sighing at the vicissitudes of Kyushu.
Temples, rivers and lakes, the world,
It's just a reminder of the past.
Intention: The times are peaceful or not, the forces are unified and divided, and the laws of nature are clear. The cycle doesn't stop, but it keeps moving forward. Maybe it's just the way of nature.