"Yu'er, if I can meet you again in the next life, I'm willing to spend the rest of my life doing it. Meeting you in this life is enough for me."
The grass is falling and the sky is clear in the evening. Half of the city is colored with willows and half of the flute is playing. It is in vain to turn green wax into red jade. The people in the house are all dressed and no one remembers each other. Wen Yu, a female actor who became famous all over the capital for her song "Drunken Flowers", has had a rough life and has a peerless appearance, so what can she do?
"Chu Yousheng, my heart does not belong to you in this life, and it will not belong to you in the next life, and the next life after that."
When the sky is gone, I hold on to all my tenderness, but my efforts to keep her are in vain. I wiped my sleeves when it was cold that year.