Li Qi'er admired Jiang Chuxi's courage to move forward. In the past thirty years, countless saints have gone to the sacred mountain. The foot of the sacred mountain is littered with mortal bones. Everyone says that the saint has become immortal. Ask the mountain god for me.
There is a sea of flowers at the foot of the sacred mountain, and corpses are everywhere under the sea of flowers.
The saints and sages who came before me all knelt down in front of the mountain.
We will fall in love in the sea of flowers, but there is still a boy playing the bagpipe hidden in my heart.
When I was young, I had a younger brother who followed the river to the west. The world is so big and there are so many people, but without him, I felt that my world was about to collapse. I was always afraid that I would forget him, so I changed my name to Jiang Chuxi...
Do you love the boy playing the bagpipe in the evening breeze or this similar skin.
I will kneel in front of the sacred mountain until I have a conversation with the gods.
Intention: Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs