What is difficult?
What is fate?
I've been confused for three centuries
I thought I was a good match between wood and stone
I mistakenly believed that life and death depended on each other
Light loneliness, light smile
Deeply green, deeply sad
Are you stranded in the past life waiting for my shuttle?
Or am I stranded on myself and losing your salvation?
Who can complain about loneliness? Even as a preface, it's always an easy task. Listen to Xiaonan and Xiaoyuan tell you a story about the stranded Qing Dynasty...
Difficulty
is our collective name
The two of them didn't seem so lonely when they wrote the article.
But have fun together!