The clouds are on the road
Since ancient times, good and evil are not separated, and there are open and secret battles between orthodox sects, I am cheating, countless, there are many falls and rises, even if the warm fragrance and warm jade can solve all the poisons in the world, but also can not solve the heart of the heart, the phoenix bird has the power of the world, but will eventually be reborn in Nirvana, I want to save all things in the world, but I can't save my beloved, there are tears for the rest of my life, and love is affectionate to the bone.
What is right in this world? What is evil? Time flies, time flies, life is a dream, white clouds and dogs, this life, mirrors, flowers and moons, all become empty illusions, meet or let go, the bits and pieces of the earthly happening, after all, only because of a "fate" word.