What are dreams for?
All things in heaven and earth, in this world, are born, old, sick and die, reproduce and reproduce, cycle over and over again, and reincarnate, just like the four seasons change, and what is the use of the birth and death of all things?
If you can't see it, do you mean it doesn't exist?
Your vigorous life of love and hatred is just a smile and a moment of youth in the mortal world.
Love is deep and shallow, but it is just a word of fate.
There are all kinds of things in life, but they are just three thousand dreams.