The world's turmoil comes from my generation, and the years rush me as soon as I enter the world.
In the chat and laughter of Huangtu Hegemon, life is a drunken experience.
He raised his sword, mounted his horse and swung the ghost rain, causing bones as white as a mountain bird to fly away.
Things in the world are like tides and people are like water. Only a few people in the rivers and lakes return.
