枉负此生相护,留得半刻清闲。时光不老,容颜不老。他守一冢衣冠,唯觉岁月忽缓。【一】现世·孤冢寒冬寂寂,紫宸云顶,举目远眺,皆是茫茫云雾,只有一道石级蜿蜒向山下,隐入茫茫白雾中。四方院中,萧萧落木掩住青石桌凳,数步外一座孤坟布满青苔。靖溪以手支额,坐在桌边,遥遥望着石级尽头,从暮色渐染、 Vain in this life phase protection, leaving a half-carved leisure. Time is not old, appearance is not old. He kept a mound of clothing, only that the years suddenly slow. [A] secluded world solitary graves mound dead, Zi Chen Genting, overlooking the distance, are all boundless clouds, only a stone level meandering downhill, hidden in the vast white fog. Quartet in the courtyard, Xiao Shou wood cover Qingshi tables and chairs, a few steps away from a solitary grave covered with moss. Jingxi hand amount, sitting at the table, looking at the end of the stone level, from the dusk gradually dyed,