On the banks of the green hills

Holding hands together, watching the sunset and the moon rise, Fang Que Fei looked back and cried, forgetting to clench your hand Xuanyun Peak Seven feet Qingfeng, a sword floated blood, crossed your shoulder I looked at your figure, but I never caught it, just like yesterday brother!

What does the world have to do with me! I just don't want you to shed another drop of blood for me!

――――Mo Xiaoqi