[Blackened Emperor Gongx Gentle Senior Brother Shou] The clouds cover the sun and the darkness is dark, and there are no mountain branches. This Jue Wushan is in the vast sea, and the world is full of strangers and enemies. Looking at the wind blowing in Shu, I recall the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Where can the bluebirds look? Qingcheng's smile lasts forever, Jinling's clothes are stained with tears. Less smiles, more partings, no words to believe. Blood splattered on the city river, and tears and hatred were hidden. The city is full of spring scenery, the east wind blows, the rain brings flowers to fall at dusk, and love is shameless. Poetry is like silkworm wax, but you have long passed away.
Intention: Deep love can withstand all storms.