Floating in the Sea

We are all strangers in this world, and we have forgotten our years. I wonder if the sparks flying can stop the clouds from resting? Everything has to start from a place called "Taoist Temple", where the sun burns the sky and the stars gather at noon; the emperor crowns the city and white ghosts walk around the sun... There are immortals supporting the roof, and you can see the light later; a wisp of breeze, a piece of white snow, and the setting sun looks like a shadow in the distance... The spring breeze is gone, I sleep in white clothes, and the setting sun intoxicates the old people. In the dream of the world, everything is over, but the gentle first love is reborn.