Who is whose calamity, who is whose injury.
One left for a foreign country, and the other abandoned his writing and joined the army.
Going round and round, I can't find the past.
Where will family, friendship, and love go?
Weiwei, you are my thorn.
Yixuan, you are my injury.
Maybe they can stop being sad.
There is always a way to achieve both ends in the world, and I will not let you down if I live up to the Tathagata.