The hero's powerlessness in being unable to save the flower × the literati's sense of ritual in burying the flower reconstruct "the sublimity of futility."
Would Cao Xueqin ever think about becoming an in-law with Wu Chengen about 300 years later? Daiyu probably recognized the wrong stone, and the Sun Wukong after learning the scriptures grafted the classic image of Lin Daiyu.
