He broke his dream and exiled himself.
He was silent and at a loss.
She is confused and her old love is unforgettable.
If he doesn't say anything, he will be lonely.
Is it fate or calamity, is there cause and effect?
Melancholy, melancholy, good or evil, no distinction between right and wrong.
Love, love, hate, how can love last forever if you don't think about it?
Life and death, always recite the Buddhas without any regrets.
One spring and one autumn, looking back on the past, things passed by.
Every effort is made, and don't forget the tenderness of your beloved.
One flower lasts for one lifetime, and the smiles can't be avoided after several reincarnations.
One leaf and one Buddha tells the story of Yin and Yang, full of joys and sorrows...