Soaring upwards, dreaming wildly for several autumns
The beacon smoke sinks the halberd, the wine sprinkles the pear rain
What a song in the prosperous age, what a burden in ten thousand years
Who leans on the railing to face the moon, who plays the red silk flute
Who is wearing purple clothes and golden crown, who is holding the chess piece?
Who looks back at the jade gate, who has a blue lantern and a snowy night
The wind blows in Chang'an, a finger of quicksand
Concept: From Shangluo to Chang'an, from three teenagers to three middle-aged people, their green hair has turned into white hairs. After thousands of days and nights, half a lifetime of smoke and dust, they drink wine and sing songs under the lights.