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大荒往事

他青衫白马踏入暮色归途
一刀劈开万里尘土 回眸遇见花开千树
终停在流云渡口恍然如初
有白眉老者烹茶说书 正说到梦里江湖
那一年大荒初露 在流光梦境一见如故
尚不知人间沉浮 待兵临城下大展宏图
辗转后在芦苇深处 共唱一曲蒹葭白露
踏飞龙君临幽都 这风姿比日月亘古
"幽龙扶摇上九天，西陵城殇枯草漫。
青史斑驳覆千年，正邪一笔何人写？"
三尺醒木拍案 满堂听客惊叹
他眼中清风微澜 像时光无言 已将生死看淡
他血色长刀曾降千军臣服
而今阅过万人眉目 夜雪红梅铺满来路
第四年马踏飞沙中原逐鹿
有冷月遍洒西陵荒芜 像回忆走过朝暮
再见时生死陌路 在天演幻境一决胜负
远方是长笑长哭 待碧海沉寂万象如初
涅槃后再天下独步 早已看尽人情世故
等九黎春风回顾 把梦境当从容落幕
"踏遍北溟两重天，最远不过生离别。
看遍南海风云卷，最恨难赴故人约。"
三尺醒木拍案 满堂听客纷散
他身披一肩残阳 携悲欢几段 隐入众生千万
战意归宗天地间 乱世云涌山河裂
魔影重生斩妖邪 剑指幽都踏黄泉
西海流云飞雪 恍若初见时节
回身是他策马还 将半生恩怨 泯于谈笑之间

Tales of the Great Wilderness

In twilight's embrace, on steed of white, and robes of jade I tread,
My blade cleaves through dust, a thousand blossoms bloom ahead.
At Flowing Cloud's ferry, I pause, as if time has turned its head.
A white-browed sage brews tea, recounting tales of dreams long fled.
In the Great Wilderness' dawn, our souls intertwined, it's said,
Unaware of worldly woes, ambitions soared, battles led.
In the reed's embrace, a song we shared, 'neath dew-kissed moon overhead,
Atop a soaring dragon, ruling幽都, our grace, like sun and moon, forever spread.
"The dark dragon ascends to heavens nine, Xiling City mourns, with withered vine.
History's pages, with time entwined, right and wrong, in whose hand defined?"
The gavel strikes, the crowd astounds, by the tale's twist and turn they're bound.
In his eyes, a gentle breeze unwinds, like time's quiet passage, leaving life's concerns behind.
His crimson blade, once brought armies low,
Now countless faces come and go, beneath the snow and plum's red glow.
The fourth year, hooves pound the sand, for the Central Plains, a desperate stand.
A cold moon bathes Xiling's barren land, like memories from dusk till dawn that spanned.
Fate's cruel hand, a life and death affair, in the Heavenly Evolution, beyond compare.
Laughter and tears, a distant prayer, till the azure sea stills, and all is fair.
Reborn from ashes, unrivaled might, having witnessed human flaws in day and night.
As Jiu Li's spring breeze takes flight, the dream concludes, bathed in gentle light.
"Across the Northern Reaches, I roam, the farthest journey, away from home.
The Southern Sea's storms, I've overcome, the deepest regret, promises left undone."
The gavel falls, the crowd departs, leaving echoes of stories in their hearts.
He bears the setting sun's embrace, with tales of joy and sorrow, he'll interlace,
His spirit returns, between earth and sky, chaos reigns, mountains touch the sky.
A demonic shadow, reborn to slay, his sword points to 幽都, come what may.
The Western Sea's clouds and snowflakes dance, as if time rewound to give a second chance.
He turns, his steed returns once more, and with a smile, settles every score.