我是缕古老的魂,在天堂地狱之外漂泊了千年。早已忘了自己是怎么死的,只记得利刃下喷薄而出的鲜血染红了天际,地动山摇家破国亡,精彩处让我黯然失色。所以我轻于鸿毛,所以我随风而去。一夕间潮涨潮息,一夕间人老珠黄,一场场人生如戏般在我眼前一幕幕地过去,眨眼间风景绽放了又 I am an ancient soul, drifting beyond heaven and hell for a thousand years. He had forgotten how he had died, but he remembered that the blood spewed out under the razor blade had stained the sky with the blood. The earth moved the country to shake the country, and the splendid place left me eclipsed. So I was lighter than feathers, so I went away with the wind. In the meantime, there was a surge in tides. In the meantime, the people were old and fair. The scenes of life were like scenes before my eyes, and the scenery was blooming in the blink of an eye.