Three Thousand Waters, Like the Weak Current

There is a kind of love called farewell,

A battle with him on the battlefield.

He discovers I'm a woman and saves me,

I learn that he only fell for the image of her in me,

That he never liked me at all,

And tears fall...

After watching The Myth, I really liked Meng Tian, so I came up with a little idea and wrote this. It may not be very well written, but I think it turned out all right.