All endings have been written
All the tears have set off
But suddenly I forgot how it started
In that summer that never comes back
No matter how I pursue it
When you were young, you were just like a cloud shadow passing by
And your smiling face is very light and very light
Qunlan gradually disappears after sunset
Then I opened the yellowed title page
Fate has bound it badly
With tears in my eyes, I read it again and again
but have to admit
Youth is a book that is too hasty
Purpose: After three years of sharpening a sword, I wish you: As a young man with a wild spirit, you can cross mountains and cross rivers, chase your dream of thirty thousand miles, and ride your horse to conquer the frontier.