I Asked You If I Can Go Down to Canglong Cave

Wave shadows cross the sky, and the night is cold. Don't be disappointed, don't have any regrets. Why should we be afraid of empty talk about fame? A dream can reach the end of the world. The road is rugged, the wind is high and the snow is dark, grudges are difficult, and the east wind blows them away. Where the dust and smoke fall, the chi dragon sings, Xuandu Spring Festival Gala.