A group of people rushed forward one after another, but in the end it was all in vain (but it was actually meaningful)
The turbid current pours eastwards in a mighty way, and it has no end in the past and present.
That may be a bit sad to say. But it is what it is.
(My life creed is generally not to have sex with each other, but if two people are very sinful, I will 99% let them be together forever.)
The grievances of this generation. The next generation may not be able to get married either.
The spirit of amber lasts forever!
Intention: The prosperous times are ultimately in vain