There is a woman named Zhou Qingyu, who is known as a Qing doctor in the world, and is regarded as the best in the world, but I don't accept it. When I was attacked by Wen Qi and Linli, I was almost killed. They saved me in the suburbs and I obeyed them. When the injury recovers, I will go east again. In the next three days, Xiaoyong and I went to Yunshang to defeat the Wushi Gang's plan to surprise Yunshang City. I am saddened by the death of the Qing doctor during this service. I composed the lyrics out of my thoughts, and the title of the lyrics is "Dai Wei Lu"
Like a green lantern, one feels heartache, smells the fragrance of laughter, and swallows silently. The sparse shadows are swaying, and the jackdaws are thick, trying to break the night and fighting against the sky.
Lazily wearing clothes, hurt by the strong wind, smelling salty water, just like the traces of tears. The stars are jealous, and they are jealous of the moon. The sword strikes the world, and the old wounds are lightly scratched.
Three years later, Chuang Huaiqing played the sword, so as to remember Qingye.