Return

When I left, I was a young man full of pride, and when I returned, I was a venerable man with a golden body.

Zhou Jiu was not a dream, the world is like dust on the fingertips.

After years of separation, the river flows away, and the flowers on the other shore bloom to reveal our original fate.

The road to the front is full of helplessness, and I only hope to return to peace in life and death.