However, the heavy bell of night, was still ringing the war,Immature ideal, unable to tidy up an era, until you disappeared and hid agilely, the land was still full of corpses.

• 然而黑夜的沉钟，依然响着金戈铁马， 幼稚的理想，无法整理一个时代，直到你灵敏地消隐，大地还是尸横遍野。