Rust Red

For more than ten years, I have been young and full of tenderness. Float away, float away, the beauty will follow the catkins. The servant on the road is haggard, and the threads under the blade are in pieces, dangling like drunkenness. Outside the Han boundary, there is more than the Chu River. The pawns crossing the river are trapped in the chess game, and there is nothing left to look back on. The iron-clad heart invites you to enter the cauldron, and every step of the way is more shocking than the game of chess. Don't get involved in the play. Before the white-headed people are divided, they can shape people's hearts. When you come back, replace the cup with a cup, and transform me into something new.