Live or dead, Always a game of chess, a game of traps; We are all acting, in loneliness, dramatically. As the dust, growing, then crossing, fading, floating; as the time passes, as the wind flows.
一盘棋 一场局 一个人 一出戏 虚实盈亏之间 杳如云烟
Live or dead, Always a game of chess, a game of traps; We are all acting, in loneliness, dramatically. As the dust, growing, then crossing, fading, floating; as the time passes, as the wind flows.
