Life is a dream, and youth is fleeting and my life is gone.

The storm is not free, and sorrow is always in trouble.

The sea of ​​evil is ups and downs, and it is difficult to distinguish between confusion and clearness.

At the end, I will be punished with evil spirits and will be relieved of my burden on my eternal sleep.

Don’t sigh at the cold and warm places of destiny, and do not talk about the bitterness of the world.
Chapter completed!