One flower and one world, one tree and one Bodhi.
A wrong dream, a wrong encounter.
Born in the ordinary, I longed for the extraordinary. Standing at the top, I could not go back to the peaceful past. I could not return to the ordinary. I decorated my new world with flames and blood, and ushered in my destruction in the ultimate tragedy.
You destroyed everything to me, you became everything to me, I sacrificed my flesh and blood, my soul, to protect your smile, you sent me into the abyss with a smile, you smiled and watched me return from purgatory as a devil.
How deep the love is, how deep the hatred is. I advise you to let it go. If there is no love, everything I do will lose the excuse. If there is no hatred, I don't know what reason I have to choose to live.
At the moment when my soul was torn apart, I was thinking, if everything was caused by a dream from the beginning, when I open my eyes again, will I wake up from the dream? Will I still remember your smile when I wake up, or will all these dreams turn into dust.