It turns out,
each of us,
They are all making their own swallowtail butterflies,
They are all loving the person in this world they think is worthy of love with persistent and strong love.
Till death do us part...
I want myself to be the third swallowtail butterfly fighting fire in the world,
With the brilliance of my life,
Show me the way to heaven,
Guide me to the two people who love me...