When you are reborn, you will be an unruly and arrogant scholar. You will write a page of satirical poems and splash your blood on the red tower without any resentment.
In the second rebirth, we met unexpectedly in the world of mortals, and our true love changed our hearts. We woke up from the butterfly dream and felt no regrets in our hearts.
In the third rebirth, things are different and people are not as beautiful as they are, they taste the harshness of the world, and are finally free, with no love in their hearts.