The night dance is perfect, and the snow is falling. When will the bright moon disappear?
The wind lifted up the arrogance of his clothes, which was an expression of blatant despair.
Only getting hurt again and again and confused again and again.
The persistence is unstoppable, and the overwhelming panic buries love.
The light of the bloody setting sun, who planted the karma and broke through the mortal world to seek hope.
The power swallowed by loneliness grows under the beauty's gaze.
The falling snow lightly touches that person's clothes, making him feel crazy and full of tears and heart-breaking sorrow.
Flowers fall and melancholy comes, and frost descends from the world of mortals.
The words are desolate when the blood is gone, and the flowers die with tears, but Gu Hong never dares to forget.
I only know that the world is hot and cold, but I always look back when I wake up and talk in my sleep.
Chivalrous and unparalleled, he laughs crazily at the ordinary world, and raises his sword not to ask for the moonlight.
My heart was at a loss, and I asked with a smile who is the craziest in the world?