Rejoice in the Good Times of This World

Xia Wensang always remembered that year. He had always believed that Muxin and Qingyuan Mountain truly existed.

After one great dream, he could never find Qingyuan Mountain again, nor could he find Muxin.

All that remained was Changyu Pass, its defenders having repelled their formidable foe, with the soldiers' gravestones standing in rows across the heights and hollows.

--Let's not speak of waxing and waning, let us rejoice in the good times of this world--

Theme: Peace is the only pursuit worth a lifetime