Beauty is like wine, you only get drunk once you get drunk.
Become. He was a calamity in her previous life, so she couldn't explain it. The promise of everlasting Chang'an, which was once held in hand, disappeared with the passage of time in the shreds of paper and gold in Shanghai.
Change. Some things are not amnesia but simply do not want to recall. She couldn't forget the everlasting pain that would last until death.
Bad. In this life, her fate is unparalleled, her grace is unrivaled, and every step she takes is only the result of her previous life, but she misses the fate of this life.
Null. The song ends and the people disperse, the final chapter of the story.
Buddha said: success, transformation, destruction, emptiness