Picking Lotus in Southern Tang and Autumn Period

Collecting lotus flowers in Nantang in autumn, the lotus flowers are over people's heads. I lower my head to get the lotus seeds. The lotus seeds are as clear as water... Is their love another hymn that moves heaven and earth, or is it a lament that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth? Did her tears turn into countless seeds of lovesickness, or did the endless lovesickness merge into her tears... Whether the lover is at the end of the world or close at hand, when this love is remembered, will they know it... Is this song of picking lotuses the end of their love, or is it the beginning of another joke?