Exhausted,
Can't resist the vicissitudes of time,
Tough footprints,
It is inseparable from the helpless choice.
The good fortune of the world,
Always vulgar and boring.
Dreamland lingers in confusion,
The crossroads that are never intertwined,
Become a vague direction,
We must not forget the glory of our bodies for a long time,
Where the confidence comes from.
The starlight of the skyline,
There is also a bright flicker,
There are also eclipses.
Whether the sunshine of tomorrow is still there,
Only the wind and rain are obscure.
Sorrow or nothing less,
Joy together,
A few layers of drunkenness when singing and laughing at life,
Even if it's not as good as something outside the body.
Dawn begins,
The clouds end.
The dust has settled,
Dragon Ride of the Firmament.
