How many worldly things are extinguished in the wind and rain, how many memories in the heart are left in the mountains and rivers, what I see is extinguished, what I remember disappears, and there is eternal helplessness.
Flowers are blooming on the other side, but there are no leaves in the flowers. There are leaves but no flowers. Both flowers and leaves are missing. They are in the wrong place. Just like the flower blooming on the other side of the weak water.
Mo Yue, holding the Jinghong, dances in the rain, her life is glorious but sad, and finally becomes invisible.
Si Luo, Wangchen sighed that he was as graceful as a startled dragon, like a swimming dragon, but they didn't know that the man disappeared because of them.