Qingzhao's poem "Only the running water in front of the building reminds me of my staring eyes all day long. From now on, there is a new sorrow in the place where I stare." I counted the flowers and tears in the water and realized it later. People go to fly away, dance stops and songs rest, all the debts that should be owed will be repaid, and those that should be let go will no longer be missed.
One day, one year, one month, a lifetime, indifference, self-awareness of warmth and coldness.
Time is very long, the encounter lasts only a moment, don't worry about it, don't think about it.