In the thirteenth year of the late Zhou Dynasty, the fourteen states in the southwest were in chaos, and tens of thousands of soldiers returned to the court with their bodies buried in their bodies. The injustice of justice is as bloody as the flow of blood, and the grievances of thousands of soldiers need to be relieved. So the long night passed, and the innocent people were pushed to the guillotine, and three lives were chopped off with a hatchet.
The green mountains are especially changed, and the snow-capped mountains are white-headed. The general spoke softly not far away, "Qing Qing Jingyi"
Intention: I love you but my life experience does not allow me to love you