Green Mountain

Time flies quickly; may you enjoy a cup of drink. I know not the height of the green mountain, nor the depth of the earth. Only watching as the seasons change, that it took people's lives. ------ Under the nightfall of Luocheng City rides a spirited youth, whose steed's hooves echo steadily upon cobblestone streets. He appears like a character straight from a storyteller's tale, descending from cascades of clouds and venturing forth into the martial world; journeying onward among verdant peaks, he watches as twilight fades into the western sky. If one were to ask who roams eternally, untethered in this jianghu— He would reply thus: the gentle breeze, the bright moon, and I.