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Someone once walked on the Great Wall with the First Emperor in a dream! Someone once heard a beautiful song in a dream. The man whose broad robe and belt were flying in the wind was called Ji Kang! Someone once saw a poet named Li Bai wandering under the moonlight, singing loudly, and dreaming of returning to the Tang Dynasty. Some people even danced a sword dance and practiced their clothes while sitting alone on the city wall of ancient Chang'an. Time is like a cold wound. But who knows that there once was a big fish living in Beiming, which turned into a giant bird and soared between heaven and earth. But who knows, there is a desolate bird living alone in Fusang, rising in the morning and setting in the evening. It was like this thousands of years ago, and it will still be like this thousands of years later, just to illuminate the world. But who knows that in that cold sky, there once lived a group of gods, called ancestor gods, who silently guarded the four directions and sorted out the order of the three realms. Holding the sword in my hand, I dare to roar to the sky in front of Nantian Gate. I hold the sword in my hand, no matter whether it is ancient or prehistoric. Holding the sword in my hand, I dare to retell the outline of the story under the doomsday calamity. I hold the sword in my hand, no matter whether the encounter is miserable or desolate. This is a story that has been forgotten for hundreds of years, and this is a backbone that dates back thousands of years. That's weird!