The Buddha said: "The flower on the other shore blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never be seen. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death."
Thousands of lives and hundreds of lives, everything is destined to arise and perish.
In the last life, I smuggled across the Wangchuan River and overturned Meng Po's soup, just so that we would not forget each other. In this life, I missed the floating life, but I don't want to miss your years.
He failed her in the end, and she died of despair.
In the next life, I will never fall in love with you again. After three lifetimes, I finally waited for someone who would never return.