Sigh of Residual Makeup

I am just a ghost from another world. I want nothing but the full moon and the setting sun and a ray of spring breeze; Why is it that I am accustomed to looking at the spring equinox and autumn moon, but I cannot escape the pursuit of fate? People say: When love is strong, you and I are there for each other; Where love dies, the wind is calm and the clouds are calm. Even if you are a king with a mighty army, even if you are the supreme emperor ——As long as the heart is hurt and the love is gone, since you are heartless, I will give up! After the prosperity, I finally have to hold my hand with the white-headed man, and the thrush whispers; However, happiness is short-lived, and we are both strangers! Go up to the poor green and fall down to the underworld, just for the ghost of the beautiful lady! Let you conquer the country and conquer the city, subverting thousands of miles of rivers and mountains; after everything is over, when you go up to the tall building alone, you find that the bright moon is cold and the moonlight is lonely!