Looking south across the sea, missing each other, who will be hurt by separation? Menghui Wu Pavilion is dressing up, singing a song and shedding tears.
The cold rain in the white mountains brings melancholy and impermanence, and your jade is like frost. It has been a thousand years, and I can't bear to look back at the vicissitudes of time.
The ancient sword "Qianqiu" reappears in the world, and a dispute is inevitable.
The woman in red suddenly appears in the world, is it the beginning or the end?