Don't forget what you once had. What you can't get, you should cherish even more. What's yours, don't give up. What has been lost is kept as a memory. You have already reincarnated, but I am still here. Your talk of life after life is empty talk, and there will be no trace after farewell. When I first woke up, the slanting moonlit sky shone upstairs, and I could hear the first ringing of the dawn bell. In the dream, I cried because of the pain that was far away, and it was difficult for both of us to call. After waking up, I studied the ink but it was not thick, so I wrote quickly and wrote a letter. The remaining candle half illuminated the golden and emerald bedding, hazy. The musk scent penetrates the hibiscus-like gauze, soft and gentle. The Immortal Chief back then had long resented the remoteness of Pengshan Mountain. Where you are going is farther away than Pengshan Mountain. I never believe in the afterlife, let alone eternity. How can I take my excuses seriously? How can I trust you with empty words? You finally abandoned me.