The bitter wine and snow are deep and white, and the setting sun is infinite.
If you have never missed it, why bother leaving the beginning and the end?
That is, a roll of red dust and a roll of coldness.
The passing of time is not what one expects, and nine times out of ten, thoughts are in vain
Time, after all, cannot withstand the mortal world that Yiyi is greedy for...
Intention: