In pursuit of true love, she is willing to fall into the mortal world and endure the pain of loneliness; in pursuit of true love, she is willing to give up her life and endure the pain of searching. The dusk has set, the dawn moon has set, the twin flowers have faded, and the fragrance of love has ceased. There is no love in heaven, but there is love in the world. The lovesickness has turned to ashes and there is no way to eliminate it. Why do you suffer, why do I suffer!
When the pure white feather-like clothes disappear in the world and are stained with dark colors, will that person cry? After experiencing reincarnation in the world, can that person still recall that rose-like face? Destinies come together and disperse like clouds, but they are no match for time like water.