Gu Tianming said, we were born in the same quilt and died in the same hole.
I said, OK, but if one day I die first, you must live well and play the flute for me every day until your temples are like frost, until you can no longer play the flute.
Gu Tianming said, OK, I will play the apricot blossoms for you. Even if you fall into the bottomless abyss, my flute will not make you feel lonely.
Concept: Dreams are illusory, love is eternal