Calm down and become unknown, forced wishes, where will fate go?
Farewell to the lovesickness, suddenly looking back, the lingering feeling is nowhere to be found
The Nightless Palace is the garden of the gods for the dead and the last voice of the living.
It is when the gray life ends, and it is the beginning of the dissipated ghost's reincarnation.
No one to disturb, no one to watch
Not subject to the living, not subject to the prayers of the dead
Leaving is the last choice, decisive and helpless, in order to get together again? Is it for another farewell? Why go through the ups and downs and enjoy ownership again? Is it because of belief or certainty?
There is no trace, no hatred, no love here
On the misty cliffs, there are no more rocks than the sea, the sky collapses and the earth splits, and the oaths made by mountains and seas occasionally turn into clouds and smoke.
Nightless Palace
Holding the mirror of reincarnation of life and death, breaking the soul-breaking love for all eternity
Entering the world and being born, alone and erratic.
Chasing through vicissitudes of life, passers-by stop
Passing smoke and impetuous prosperity
Dream of mountains and flowing water, if life and death reincarnate
Between determination and determination, pain turns into despair
Farewell poems bury love and hate in paintings
When autumn passes, the water flows late and loves thousands of families.
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