
From ancient fires the story starts,
In river veins and beating hearts,
Shennong’s fields of healing grain,
Huangdi’s banner in the rain.
Through the dust of time we stand,
Bound by sky and woven land,
Echoes in the mountain’s breath,
Life enduring birth and death.
故事始于远古的火焰,
在河流的脉络和跳动的心脏中,
在神农的疗愈麦田,
在雨中飘扬的黄帝旗帜。
我们伫立于时光的尘埃之中,
被天空和织锦的土地所束缚,
在山峦的呼吸中回响,
生命在生与死中永恒流逝。