The melody was light and lively, and before everyone's eyes, a scene of a battlefield emerged, with war drums beating loud and clear.
"As the sword dances, the wind and clouds stir (Who judges a hero by victory or defeat?)"
The voice shifted suddenly, becoming bold and uplifting, stirring everyone's spirits and making their blood run hot.
"Let the war drums shake the heavens, let the dust of the past fly by, how can the wilting of willows and falling petals bring sorrow, who lets the world be filled with the dance of battle?"
"Let the horizon ignite with raging fire, disregard right and wrong, stained armor matters not. With a hearty laugh, even if it only earns silence..."
The voice was penetrative, carrying an air of grandeur, a fearless spirit tinged with blood in the sky, bold and unrestrained, charging forward without hesitation...
"As blood rain gently falls, a long rainbow appears across the sky."
