Butterfly Lovers suffered terribly... And finally turned into a colorful butterfly with two speeds and two evils, and they will never be separated from each other in life and death.
And you and I have missed it for a thousand years, so how can we need it again?
The pain during life will be brought after death. I don't want the pain to continue, so I choose to forget it.
But I will wait for you and wait for you to give me an explanation.
Waiting for you, listen to me recite this poem again.
Title: Nanzhuang, Capital City
Cui Hu
In this door last year today,
The peach blossoms on the human face complement each other in red.
Where does the human face go now?
The peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze.