The years pass quickly, like a fleeting white horse; in the blink of an eye, more than thirty years have gone by.
Qinghe County, Yellow Crane Tower.
"The mighty Yangtze River flows eastward, sweeping away heroes in its waves."
"Right and wrong, success and failure turn to emptiness upon reflection."
"The green mountains remain, yet how many times does the sunset glow."
"With white hair, fishing and woodcutting on the riverbank, accustomed to the autumn moon and spring breeze."
"A pot of murky wine, delighted in meeting."
"Countless events, ancient and modern, are left to laughter and conversation."
"Turning to emptiness, turning to emptiness, ha ha ha ha ha!"
On the eighth floor, a middle-aged man with speckled white hair laughed sadly, drawing the attention of others, yet soon they turned away.
