Three lives and three lives go through reincarnation, and flowers are at ease on the other side of reincarnation.
Don't leave, don't talk about eternal life, enjoy the eternal life in the air.
The sword points to slaughter the city and whoever is crazy, Buddha and demon are all in one thought.
The black hair twines around the unicorn, leaving the innocence somewhat sad.
Don't linger in the next life, the prosperity will disappear.