It should be that I miss Linghai for many years, alone, and my liver and lungs are all ice and snow. Thanks to this round of ancient bright moon, the soul is still as transparent as ice and snow between the mountains and seas for many years. Now, I am wearing cold hair and clothes, drifting quietly in this boundless pale sea. I don't know what night it is! (liver and lung: liver and gallbladder; A work by Cang Lang: Cang Ming; Do your best: do your best; Ling Hai Zuo Yi: Ling Biao