Yun's family is on the desolate platform under the forest. I feel pity for the jade bones and the dust and sand. There is nowhere to talk about in front of the wind, and the number of crows returns.
Half a lifetime of duckweeds has passed away with the water, and a night of cold rain has buried the famous flowers. The soul is like a willow cotton blowing to pieces, wandering around the world.
Yes, I must not love you as deeply as you love me. So behind the glitz, when I fell into a deep dream with the crane's shadow in the cold pool, you were still bound in a cage. Throughout his life, he could not extricate himself.
This is my revenge on you, your disaster.