Thousands of years ago, you were as gentle as jade, but you gave me the pain of "leaning on the string to sing farewell, and breaking the heart of the Qin Zheng pillar"; a thousand years later, you are domineering and stubborn, but I still can't ask for you, "I want to exhaust all the love letters, floating geese and sinking fish, and in the end there is no evidence."
What should I do if I meet you?