In this already lonely world, even if there are thousands of emotions and endless beauty, in the end they will be nothing more than a wisp of smoke and a handful of dust. Life is about fleeting pain and fleeting happiness. No matter how you choose, you will eventually have to taste both. Born for love, died for love. When happiness blooms into a bouquet in life, you are not the only one who walks into it, but death also walks with you. Marriage is the grave of love, and love is the grave of happiness.