A cup of tea is light when you smell it, but strong when you look at it; it is strong when you enter it, green when you smell it, and hot when you touch it. After a long time, it gets cold and difficult to drink, so pour it out. Why don't you drink it or pour it out? Is it because there are still some memories mixed in between your lips? . . . Only when you remember it can you learn to cherish it. It is better not to let go in the first place. . . . In the deep palace, only that distant beauty is the only love in his heart and understands his heart deeply. . .