Stars fall from the sky and jade from the river emerges.
The winds and clouds are changing, and the dead bodies are revealed.
The shadows in the smoke smile, and the giant beasts in the fog cry.
The strange things in the cold palace appear, and the ruins of the great breath remain.
There are dancing gods and ghosts here, and bloody fights there.
After all, it's hard to look at the sky and people, but it's really hard to find the heart when looking for treasures.
It turns out that I am a person who is just playing around with words and telling old news to make a living. The listeners are just guests and should not be taken seriously.
Purpose: You must have no regrets when making a choice now, it is difficult to make it again and again in this life