I have traveled to many places, met all kinds of people, and seen all kinds of ghosts.
I will light the soul lamp at night and send them to the other side of the River of Forgetfulness.
Little by little, I am accumulating weak blessings, trying to gather the soul of my lover.
When that day comes, I will hold an umbrella and stand on the bank of Wangchuan River, put a flower I picked in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River on the bow of the boat, and ask her softly, "Can I ferry you across?"
In this way, you will get what you want.