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Wherever the spirit snow will go with the wind, leaving only a beautiful scene in the sky. The once-flying song of ice and fire echoes the eternal soul movement. I vaguely remember the youth of the past, as short-lived as a flash in the pan. Just like the interlacing of meteors on a winter night, they streak through the dreamlike past of you and me.

All things are refined within the golden gourd, and the human emperor raises his banner and dances with his soul! Putting aside the facts for now, I, Xuanzi, am invincible in the world!