I want to use some people to commemorate something.
Fu Fenghu and Wenbao live in the mountains and forests, crouching in rock caves, which is tranquility; they walk at night and live in the daytime, which is abstinence; although they are vaguely hungry and thirsty, they still seek food in the rivers and lakes, which is calm. However, we are not immune to the danger of being unreasonable, so what is the crime? Its skin is a disaster. …
I gave up the fur, but what has rotted away is still your hypocrisy and tears throughout my life. I can't forget the soul-crushing pain of not loving you, and I can't forget the soul-crushing sorrow of loving you. …
You don't understand the mirror brightness and silence of the changing world, just like my dead heart.