People often say
gold,
Indestructible, not perishable
If we compare our life to gold
Just like the glorious glory, I know the heroes all over the world
Taste all the glory and wealth, finger the mountains and rivers
Across the four seas and eight wastelands, receiving the coming of all nations
Shocking people, breaking the world, showing off the youthful spirit, it is so glorious.
But how could the youthful spirit at that time have expected that the crowds would be like a sea, and chaos would be like hemp, breaking up the fate that bound you and me, leaving only a lone lamp and a shadow on the wall between tossing and turning, and the setting sun like blood.
How could he have expected that things in the world would be so unpredictable and people's hearts would be so unpredictable and indifferent?
To the very end
This gold has become everything to me
It's deeply rooted in me
I once thought that I would be immortal like them, ageing like the stars
But it rots with it.
Purpose: Rights erode humanity