The Kuning flower withers, then the spring breeze returns next year.
In this fleeting world, love runs deep, yet I sit alone in the pavilion in this life.
I have a jug of wine to pour across the halls of the world. I have a righteous spirit that fears no hardship. I have an innocent heart that longs for true affection in this world.
Who says a scholar is no match for a general? And who says a general cannot understand the meaning in books?
Laughing and joking, how absurd?!
A past life and this life, reality and illusion.
In this life, let me be the one to protect you.
