Listen to the sound of the wind. The sound of the wind leaves no trace.
Looking at the sea of clouds, I don't know when the clouds are far away.
For thousands of years, many heroes remain unknown, and many prodigal sons look back. With a long sword moving vertically and horizontally, I can roam around the world.
Who knows, the hero is dying.
Who knows, the viewer is speechless and keeps it in mind.
Looking back a hundred years ago, I shook my fan and watched the bonfire slowly burning beside the Mengpo Bridge, telling the story to the ignorant boy about the magnificent and touching times.
The eloquent talk comes, but the old friend is not here.
PS: This article has no CP tendency and relies on the official CP without special modifications. Just to reminisce about the past time of staying up all night with Xiansi, I inserted a female named Luan Crow to watch the development of Xiansi and commemorate the deceased heroes.
Conception:
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