Who cocked his head and smiled faintly, and his eyes were scattered like summer.

I swear to respect you as king in this life and to seal your borders with my blood.

The scars of time are mottled into oil paintings,

Turn around and wave at sunset.

In troubled times, Long song is tired and flies, and the knife and ink shed tears and cut the sky.

A beam of silver light shines, and Master Dong cuts out the warmth.

Great teachers and generals should not be imprisoned, and thousands of troops and horses should avoid white robes.

Even if it is reduced to ashes, the blade is still intact.

You are like a king to me. You swear to the world.

Not to kill Tao, but to dare to go against the sky.

The silver light of the sunset took away my heart. You are the king.

Silver stars twinkle in the night sky.

When the sun went down, I smiled red and felt very tired.

A bladeless wooden knife is a sharp weapon to protect everything in the world.

The semi-open kimono is not armor, but it gathers the soul of a warrior.

Who is crying? It hurts the world.

Who's laughing? It's too desolate.

Wherever my sword goes, it is my country.

Country? The sky? You can have it. It doesn't matter. I am busy enough to protect what is in front of me, but I can't even protect it well. I can't remember how many times I lost to you bugs. I have nothing, at least I saw something fall in front of me, and I still want to pick it up. What the guests cherish is what I cherish, and I will do whatever it takes to protect them.

Don't say that you are about to escape, and don't take on everything alone. This is so weird. Ask for help in tears and rely on me in tears. Cry if you want, smile happily. When you cry ugly, I will cry uglier than you, and when you laugh, I will laugh louder than you. As long as this is good. It is better to find your own idea to live than to give up yourself and die nobly, even if it is dirty.

How many years is the one who lied to you willing to wait?