The intersection of fate, past and present lives
The sad fate, the flowers fell silently.
I love you, what's the use if you don't love me. You love me, but the fate is over.
Flowers bloom and fade, it is true that they originate and fall; when I wake up from a dream, I sigh and destroy the pagoda for three lives.
How can a woman be reborn?
I fell in love with you from the first moment I saw you, and I have never forgotten you until thousands of years later.