Maha_Tian

tomorrow I will upload again

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wò bù jǐn nà duàn guòwǎng míng miè liǎojié pò guāngmáng nà yīdī líbié de lèi zhuó shāozhe wǒ de xiōngtáng ài zài tiāndì zhōng liúzhuàn yī kē xīn wèi shuí bēnmáng sìhǎi bā huāng shēn zài héfāng suìyuè gāi rúhé ānfàng tīng fēngshēng zài shāshā zuò xiǎng qiāodǎzhe shuí de chóucháng sīniàn zài yī shùnjiān shēngzhǎng cái wàngle yè duō màncháng zhǎngxīn de lèi wò dào gǔntàng zhǐ yuàn wéi nǐ sān shēng chīkuáng luòhuā mǎn tiān yòu wén qín xiāng yǔ nǐ tiāndì jiān chángyáng

The Serpent’s Path Upon the earth, so vast and wide, A serpent coils, in death it guides. A path unseen by mortal sight, Yet whispers call in endless night. Through ancient gates of bronze so bold, Where runes of fate and time unfold, The spirits drift, no fear, no cry, To realms beyond the living sky. No blade can strike, no hands can hold, A road of shadow, dark yet old. Yet wisdom weaves its silent thread, Between the realms of life and dead. Oh, Primordial Ancient Serpent, the timeless seer, Who shaped the path, so stark, so clear. In slumber deep, his past remains, Yet echoes loud in endless chains. Not death, nor life, can break this way, A serpent’s gift, both night and day. So heed the winds, the breath of fate, For all must walk through death’s own gate.

Even though I watched it when I was little and don't remember it, it's nostalgia.