When all things are done, we sigh in desolation. Looking back sadly, the moonlight shadow on the bamboo fence is colorful.
That night that year, the moonlight was just right in the courtyard. I look at you as if I'm in an illusion. Causes and conditions are impermanent in front of the mirror of reincarnation, and the world of mortals sees through it, only to suddenly wake up. What's the difference between seeing through the billowing clouds and smoke? Looking down at all living beings from Cangyun Pavilion, it is just a sea of clouds and confusion. It is always when I feel sorry that I will remember your goodness. But when I stopped and looked back, the building was empty. Finally, there is no going back. And the wheel of my fate has stopped spinning. Just because the unsolvable bond and the spindle of fate are broken from your hands.