[The other shore, the hometown of the dead
Red and white alternating flower of the dead
bridge of life and death
The bird of death flies beside you and me
The right of life and death lies between you and me
At noon and evening, the twelve o'clock bell rings]
"Ruan Hunzhi, dead, eighteen people remaining"
That's what Xuanmao said to everyone when I left there
I don't know whether Ruan Hunzhi is dead or alive. If he is still alive, I want to see him again.
——Don't erode
Intention: The other side is the first time they met