You are the moonlight in the sky for the rest of my life, and the moonlight in my dreams. The Kongming lanterns I put in the lantern market have your and my names written on them. The waves and smoke in the water and the tinkling of the temple bells could not hide the bullets piercing the hall. I often think that you are General Xiao in the whole Yuzhou City, but you are not my brother Haichuan, but you understand the deep grudges between friends.
Intention: Eight hundred miles apart, he will be under his command