As the sun sets, a river gathers all the shadows of Qian Shan. This poem means that the setting sun pulls the shadow behind us for a long time, and the setting sun can't shine on the road ahead. We tried to catch up with the last rays of the sunset. We drank Yellow River water, and we fell down.
This is countless of us. We won't go back to chase the shadow behind us. The shadow is as far away as it used to be. We will not stagnate in the present, and the ups and downs in front of us are mixed with ups and downs. Only we can chase that light and the future light together. Finally, our bodies were cast into mountains and rivers.