There is right and wrong in this world. Yesterday there was singing and dancing, but now it is a hell on earth...
Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies, but he didn't know whether the butterfly dreamed of Zhuangzi or Zhuangzi dreamed of butterflies. Why shouldn't a person's life be like this? Life is fleeting, and one obsession is to travel and reincarnate in the shackles of time, or even to wander in this hell on earth forever.