All the red candles in the room have been burned out,
In the dream, the parents were flirting with each other.
All I want in this life is to be famous,
Serve Heaven to eliminate evil and don't complain.
Murong's disillusionment disappeared overnight,
An empty shell is left in the world.
Don't I worship heaven?
And who can worship heaven!
Pretending to serve heaven is a smile, power, and country?
No wonder everything is so simple!
Weeping blood in this life, wishing to exchange for clarity in the world.