Flying souls chase melancholy, the more green dust, the more endless.
I have never seen anything in my life, and I have never been on a youth tour.
Plot poem: the ending poem of DLC "Cold Mountain Guest"
The Chinese and Japanese on the green tip are bleak, and the shadows are vaguely lonely.
Tianjun was fortunate to see the beautiful scenery, with light rain and light wind.
Beyond the clouds, the wild creek bridge, flying dust into the clouds.
The cold mountain is getting farther and thinner, and the road ahead is unknown.