Young men from different places, gathered and separated by fate, composed a passionate youthful song:
Mernot Blanc, the snow reflects the years without a trace.
Walking with sword in hand, plum blossoms fall and crane shadows form green clothes.
The edge is deep, the edge is shallow, the edge is determined.
When I dreamed back to my childhood sweetheart, I heard a smile on my face.
An inch of lovesickness, the falling moon has become a lonely memory.
However, it turns gray, and it takes ten years of traces and ten years of heart.
Unintentional, intentional, infatuated.
The mountain breeze and sudden rain make my hair white with sadness, and I look towards the Moon Lake with endless sorrow.
Drunk and falling, a song with deep thoughts.
Shake the fan lightly, and I won't exchange it for you, just for you.
It's hatred, it's pride, it's greed.
In the end, he was sent away by the white horse, and the lonely soul of the moon in the red palace.
An acquaintance, a promise, a meeting and a drink, the young man's spirit travels thousands of miles together.
One wishful thinking leads to a catastrophe, life and death are shared, and when you cut a stone, you can see the jade clouds and the bright moon.
When the flowers are in bloom, the gatherings and separations are enjoyable.
I long for you and remember each other for a long time.
Short lovesickness is endless.
Concept: Youth is like a song, and it will live up to its flowering period.