Overnight, his family was destroyed and he almost died. When he was desperate, he appeared beside him, crying with him, laughing with him, and going crazy with him. Finally the spring breeze has passed and the peach blossoms are blooming! Even if the opposition is overwhelming and airtight, they still have to join hands and grow old together, just saying "Have we eaten your rice or drank your water?" On the way hand in hand, gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and slaughter Buddhas. No one in the sky or on earth can stop them from approaching each other. Original, please respect yourself! Any similarity is purely coincidental.