How can we eliminate this feeling? This hatred will last forever. People are in the rivers and lakes, and the wind and clouds are surging. They can't help themselves, and everyone is their own master.
Did the world create love and hatred, or did love and hatred write the world? I love you, but I have to leave you. A kind of lovesickness, two worries, turn the hardness of a hundred times into the softness of the fingers, how can there be a word of sadness?!