If it weren't for the coldness that clears the bones, there would be no fragrance of plum blossoms. Asking what love is in the world, it only teaches life and death. . .
People who love each other have to be separated, and people who don't love have to stay together. Life is full of helplessness.
Misunderstandings and injustices, grievances and hatreds, joys and sorrows, partings of life and death, perform a tragic love song that can be sung and cried.