A beautiful woman says something like a flower in a mirror or a tree.
A Zhuang Zhou dream of a butterfly.
In front of the wheel of history, everything is like a mantis trying to control the wheel, but there are always people who can persevere and try to change their destiny for the sake of their obsession. What can you do in the face of destined tragedy?
*With reference to "Dream of Red Mansions"*
