A Boy Walking in the Snow

The room was full of joy, and a huge change occurred. The family is ruined and the young man is wandering. The sea of ​​blood and hatred, the hesitation of love and hatred. Fighting to the end, only confusion remains. The court is in its infancy, and the rivers and lakes are divided. You come and I go, one by one. The wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and the roads are frozen to death. Already aware of the vastness of the universe, I still pity the fragrance of grass and trees.