Walking into the ruined palace, I saw butterflies dancing in the distance, and suddenly heard that the string of the konghou was broken, but only a staggering shadow was left. May I ask what is the promise of life and death? What is holding hands? May I ask what is mutual support? May I ask what is Xiangwangjianghu? QYouth, cheerfulness, indifference, immortality, evil, enchantment, so many bits and pieces in the past life have made countless passes in this life, how to compose the most unparalleled and beautiful movement in life?