Fleeting Splendor
Morning dew and ephemerals, a short step yet worlds apart. They say the Yellow River has ninety bends, but in the end it still flows east.
Eight thousand years, jade grown old; in a single night, all withered and bloomed. I ask the heavens, why live this life?
Where the wind blew last night, who listens as the fallen blossoms are counted?
Beneath the vast sky of ninety thousand li, riding the wind and playing with shadows, who will share this with me?
The Northern Dipper through a thousand autumns, the Jade Palace cold and bitter. Better to be an immortal couple, or to spend a century roaming the martial world.
Song from Shuxia Yohu's Fleeting Splendor (The Records of the Wilderness and The Legend of Gods).
The first time, I called him my beautiful imperial uncle. He bent down and picked me up, and I decided he was my whole world.
Within the palace walls and beyond them, there were bloodless struggles. I thought that if he won, I could stay by his side forever.
I never imagined he would choose the realm...
Amid clashing swords and warhorses, risking life and limb, I traveled through the vast Song, the valiant Liao, and the beautiful Goryeo. I went all that way around, yet could never return to his side.
I crossed a thousand years of frost and wind, without regret or hesitation, all for that one smile of yours, that fleeting splendor...
