He rode thousands of miles alone
In the wild blue mountains
Of a strange yellow land
To find the courage of Lord Kuan
Not for battle of the kingdoms
But to say sorry to a son.
Behind the black veil of a red mask
He weeps for himself and the boy
That hurts for his embrace
He sings to the loud suo na
Of brave deeds and war heroes
His voice drowned by tears.
A old man and a child are lost
In the wild blue mountains
Of a strange yellow land
They hold each other tight
One has ridden thousands of miles
So that the other is not alone.
(Written after watching the movie)
(Photo by In_and_out_of_Focus)
