Wedge
Everyone has gone and the building is empty.
The beauty sighs, entangled in greed and delusion.
The cinnabar is turbid and the tears flow empty.
Bones and beauty are just a dream after all.
Because butterflies are destined not to fly across the sea.
Lead
No matter how beautiful the butterfly is, it cannot fly across the sea.
Just like her and her love, they cannot withstand the passage of time after all.
Because there is no eternity in this world, just like what she has spent all her life pursuing is just a dream.
Conception: