I have been cultivating immortality for hundreds of years, and my love and hatred have disappeared like smoke. My time is too long. Thousands of years of vicissitudes in the world are just a blink of an eye to me.
The person I love has passed the Naihe Bridge, but I still have tens of millions of years to live. Many times, I can't help but think that if time were frozen at that moment, you and I would not have grown up, and we would not know what love and hate were at that time. Just holding hands under the tree, smiling, enjoying the flowers together.
It's very short, just like this, a lifetime of wine and flowers.