Solitary Shadow Impermanent

The bright moon is long, the shadows of the trees are dancing, and I am alone, facing the moon with a glass of turbid wine in the sky. You know that I am free and easy, sweeping across all directions. Who knew that I would secretly shed tears in that long night. You know that I draw my sword and bleed for thousands of miles, killing people like hemp. Who would have known that I was there in the severe cold and scorching heat, silently regretting myself. He is just a lonely ghost who is afraid of others. Once you understand the true meaning of loneliness, it will follow you like a lonely shadow. It is your only one. He is a lonely shadow, a poor man who is afraid of others and secretly sheds lonely tears when the night comes. The lonely shadow is impermanent, the word is the king. The master of the Impermanence Sword. Drinking wine in the bright moonlit sky, a lonely shadow on a bloody night. It is better to be drunk and never wake up.