The red is enchanting, blooming in the underworld, once it blooms, then withers, the flowers and leaves are invisible, the feelings are sent to nothing, the sorrow is sent to the river of forgetfulness, hoping for thousands of years, but in the end there is no result. ——Introduction
Legend has it that when a person reaches the end of his Yang life and steps on the road to the underworld, he will see flowers as red as blood in full bloom, but without leaves to cover them.
Just because the flowers are in full bloom, the leaves are withered, and the flowers and leaves are invisible.
But I don't know how many love words I have heard when flowers are looking forward to leaves, and I don't know how many sorrows Wangchuan has heard when flowers are looking forward to leaves.
Flowers have been waiting for leaves for thousands of years, hoping for leaves for thousands of years, but to no avail...
Flowers call Manzhu, leaves call Shahua.
Who knows about their past and present lives?