The flaming red lotus turns into a butterfly and flies,
Ambergris is simmered in the furnace.
Meng Po leads to marriage,
With admiration in my heart,
I swear to never be afraid.
The blood butterfly burned its body and never regretted it.
I'm just afraid of being lonely.
Tears fall on the red lotus,
The flames burn hotter,
Smiling goodbye brings tears.
Conception: