1. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish.

2. I am a king to you, but I may not be a gentleman.

3. The world to me is just something in my pocket.

4. If you get second place, you will lose, so there is no room for sophistry!

5. Give me three thousand pens of ink to paint you with stunning beauty.

6. If God grants me glory, I will definitely be more arrogant than Heaven.

7. The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. It is difficult to convey this feeling of melancholy.

8. Once the spring goes, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and the people will die.

9. Unconsciously, my thoughts are flying, and my eyes are as bright as smoke.

10. The stars look like they are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun.

11. I sacrifice my blood to Xuanyuan and dare to make the sun and moon change the sky.

12. The new pine tree is not as tall as a thousand feet, and the evil bamboo tree must be cut down by ten thousand poles.

13. If my fate in the next life is not fulfilled, I would rather bear the loss of the common people than the loss of you.

14. The road is long and long, and I will search up and down.

15. Fenghua is like quicksand, and old age is like a period of time.

16. The wind blows, the mountains and rivers move, the lightning flashes and the sun and the moon are high.

17. How can you be young without being frivolous, and how can you be called a genius without being presumptuous?

18. Cultivate my war sword, kill for nine days, shed my blood, and move forward indomitably.

19. If God fails me, I will defy God; if God hinders me, I will kill God.

20. The eagle descends from the mountain and the tiger soars into the sky. Who is responsible for the ups and downs, but I am Wang Fan.

21. Even if you and I are old and old, we will never be able to return to the love we once had.

22. If you leave, please give me a hundred years of worry-free life, and allow me to be worry-free in this life, okay?

23. Abandoning a generation’s empire and being rampant for half a lifetime, looking for an opponent just for one fight!

Twenty-four, arrogance soars into the sky, and courage is seen in heaven and earth. The three realms are stained with blood, and Yama appears in the palm of his hand.

Twenty-five, the night rain dyes the sky and water blue, and some people can achieve great success without any gestures.

Twenty-six, the heart is slightly moved, but the love is far away, things are not the same, people are not the same, everything is different, the past cannot be pursued.

Twenty-seven. It doesn’t matter whether you take away my land and country or abandon me forever, but you can’t hurt her.

28. You are the response that I can’t wait for, the emptiness that I can’t even think about, and the past that I can’t read.

Twenty-nine, looking at flowers in the mist, who is getting old and waiting? Looking at the moon from the balcony, I cannot see the end of the world.

Thirty, the world is full of turmoil. As soon as I enter the world, the years are rushing; the emperor's hegemony is chatting and laughing, and life is too drunk.

31. I want to make a painting for you, using my heart as the pen, love as the ink, love for you as the content, and the rest of my life as the pen.

Thirty-two. After seeing each other again, we meet again and again, and we open up the world together with you in many dreams. Who is the kind of love? All just for the romantic love.

Thirty-three. Whose love of life and death is depicted in the scroll of the world of mortals? In the end, she could only keep her unchanged appearance for a thousand years.

Thirty-four. Who doesn’t have a tiger falling on a normal day? When my storm rises again, one day the tiger will return to the mountain and the dragon will get the water. Sister, I want you to repay your blood debt ten times.

Thirty-five, a body of pride, two sleeves of murderous intent; three feet of sharpness, invincible in all directions; between five commands, the six realms are silent; seven strings worship Yi, and the eight wastes are crying.

Thirty-six. The master of the present and the past is ups and downs, who else but me; proud in red on the battlefield, a god in the world.

Thousands of cities and thousands of cavalry, covering the sky with banners; the calm gunfire, the whole world takes refuge!

Thirty-seven. If persistence is in vain, who will spend his whole life just waiting for an untouchable love? If two thousand years of obsession were let go and cut off, would there be tears shed as a memorial?