The Realm Is Still as Tender as Before

Who can laugh away ten years of sorrow and shoot down the moon hanging high in the sky? Who can raise a glass to the wind, singing a thousand-mile song with tears filling the cup? Who can cross mountains and rivers, keeping a promise worth a fortune, all for one embrace? Who can cast aside a lifetime and turn the world upside down, all to be utterly enchanting for you? Is it love, or obsession? Could it be that you truly don't understand?