We are all ghosts of this era, yet we cannot stir up even a ripple.
We are all tragedies of this era. All we can do is live splendidly, so that our journey is not in vain.
Scheming against one another is the seasoning of life, bloody battles are a feast, and living by the sword is everyday fare.
A tiger crawls out of its grave and dares to challenge the King of Hell. The hyena's patience leaves Bajie and Ergong trembling with fear. The Poison Lady's passionate red lips are too much for an ordinary person to bear.
It is all just fleeting cloud and mist. Recall the turbulent years of the past, and see how everything today turns to dust.
