Those Who Mess up My Mood

The beacon burned the city, and the old man put on his armor and left, exchanging his lone body for half of the mountains and rivers. She stood under the setting sun, guarding the last territory for him, but she couldn't guard him from returning. On the day when the good news came, she burned incense and cooked wine, and poured a full glass into the empty seats. The cup reflected the old times - he had said that when the world was at peace, he would come back to accompany her to watch the spring flowers bloom. Now that spring has come again, flowers are blooming everywhere, but he is sleeping in the wind and snow at the border. She sprinkled the glass of wine into the loess and sighed softly: "Old friend, this prosperous age is as you wish, but I can no longer wait for you."