The strong wind rustles the sky, and the snow is clumsy and imprinted on the vast sky. The Yujuan Tower, the smoke and water, and the family members all show a hundred shameful postures and joy in the world, and countless romantic and unjust debts can be repaid a hundred times. The green mountains are there, but the people are still there. In an instant, the youthful beauty is gone. The beggar spreads his eyes to mourn the lonely soul. He comes and goes, and the beautiful world is drained of the blood of heroes. Sighing about the rivers and lakes, cherishing the heroes, singing and dancing behind the scenes, making jokes about success and failure.
Intention: Right or wrong, success or failure turns heads