The flowers on the other side bloom and fall year by year, and the souls of the dead come and go on the bluestone road. There is only one person left standing by the Sansheng Stone, refusing to drink the bowl of Broken Dust Soup.
Others say that the butterfly dance in front of the grave is perfection, but she is the only one who knows that with the wings in pairs, the soul has already taken two completely different paths home.
She stepped through the mist and rushed to meet in the world alone.
When we first met in Caoqiao, we were together in the academy. All the tenderness was hidden in our eyes, and the pain was swallowed in our hearts.
He felt a long-lasting debt in his heart for no reason, and fell into incomplete old dreams repeatedly, but he still couldn't understand the inexplicable throbbing deep in his soul.
When the butterfly shadows all over the sky disappear, some people remember their past, and some people return to nothingness.
Intention: To write about a fateful separation that cannot be solved by heaven with thousands of years of obsession. Love is left alone, and reunion is the disaster of disappearance. It interprets the tragedy of love not being able to be found and life and death being different.