I seem to see a frightened bird in the moonlight.
Torch flying all over the sky
The pitiful cry of burning them is a bit harsh.
I put my hope in my hand and drive with my heart.
There is no eye-catching sign at the end of the road ahead.
Walking back along the way you came is like walking all your life.
A person's' snow' is getting bigger and thicker.
The moonlight is getting colder and colder, and Shan Ye moves forward step by step.
I don't know when and where the snow will bury me.
The owl growled and shook the branch.
Occasionally, a large snow shadow falls on the branches.
Out of fear, I suddenly felt that everything was asleep.
How quiet the world is, all the noise has disappeared.
Immersed in moonlight, every place is familiar.
The black crow you once hated is still hanging in the treetops.
Imagine if you were by my side on this snowy night.
You don't have to see me off to say goodbye to yourself when you meet.
Watching the moonlight spread through the Dojo of the soul in the air
Sad music lengthens the bending of time.
The feeling of pain disappeared in the empty mountain reflecting the moon.
And you disappear into the void at the end of the line of sight.
When snow meets the bright moon, plum blossoms are fragrant for no reason.
I think I am crying now.