In troubled times, the path and philosophy chosen by everyone are achieved by exchanging blood for blood and fighting for life, and no one can blame them.
None of us were wrong, but we just didn't understand each other. We didn't lose to fate, position, or identity, but to the times.
You made me understand that women can risk their lives for love, but men cannot. What they bear on top of love is a heavy responsibility.
The kind of unswerving persistence in morality and faith until death.
So I exchanged your death for this life's ruin.
Only the red lotus karma fire in hell is left, burning these three thousand worlds.