The flowers on the other side are blooming on the other side, and the mundane clothes are stained with dust. I am far away from people, and my heart is lonely and cold on the road. The lingering wind and fireworks have exhausted all the beauty, and the clear shadows are passing by. Don't miss the lingering love of the past. The lonely building is closed for the moon and can't stop thinking. Don't worry. Hundreds of cups of tea are floating in chaos. Thousand cups of strong wine are facing the sky. Don't go back. Cause and effect are doomed for life and death. The upper half of the body is bound by the three-life stone. Don't sigh, don't sigh at the desolate end of the Qingchuan River and cherish the old days. The cold cave of heaven sighs about reincarnation. Don't forget it. Forgetting that life is death, death is life, life and death are dependent on each other, life and death are separated for a long time, and when we are strangers, we gulp down tears, fearing that our words will be perfunctory and sad, laughing at the old fool. You have experienced the calamity of life and death, leaving you in the empty mortal world, thinking about each other across the world for thousands of years. Don't be afraid to say that in the blink of an eye, dreams are like passing clouds, withered flowers and white butterflies on the graves, and the soul is flying away and forgetting the fleeting years.