Yufan, Liang Sheng is deceased.
Life and death. I couldn't help but smile. I had thought about spending decades together, but after many twists and turns, I only had empty sleeves. In the end, I was still alone. I came here alone, and now I have to go back alone. However, after this hard journey, I can no longer wave my sleeves and turn around. The surroundings are green and green, orioles are singing and swallows are dancing, and the spring breeze is warm and sunny. Under the willow tree in the corner, a man and a woman are laughing and washing fresh lotus pods full of mud. They seem to have a tacit understanding of intimacy, but their hands are not stopping. Is this a simple and happy life? The corners of my mouth are getting higher and higher, but my eyes are getting dry. I feel sorry for my Liang Sheng. I am alone in this fertile soil, carrying the brilliance of all things with the earth, and looking up at the warmth surging in this land.
Liangsheng, Liangsheng, early spring is here again, how are you?