Ice Valley

Under the cold sky, wild horses are galloping, swords in hand are heading towards the battlefield, with passion and passion, no one is willing to look back. The fragrance of the valley circulates, shouts are heard outside the forest, and when I look back, my eyes are full of wind and sand. There is so much suffering in the world, and life is full of ups and downs. Sit quietly in front of the door and watch the red leaves. The stream at the foot of the mountain is shallow. I stayed up late at night, recalling the desolate past, when it rained in the courtyard at night, and the rain and fog were cold. The love between lovers never diminishes, their laughter flickers in and out of life, they live outside the old city, talking about the past and present, the time is glorious.