When Mozi was traveling, he saw plain silk, which was originally pure but dyed yellow or black, so he felt sad about it.
A good woman has loved and hated, been happy and sad.
In the end: I have realized my outer body and escaped from the world of mortals.
If he understands, then the right and wrong in the middle will no longer be right and wrong, but love;
If you don't understand, then the right and wrong in the middle will no longer be right and wrong, but will be broken.
YY in YY, I am not good at history, so I have to write blindly. It is purely fictional. Don't use history as a guide.