Mei Yingchen stood at the stern of the boat holding his sword, looking back at the capital city that was getting farther and farther away. He felt the sorrow of separation that kept hitting the waves in his heart, making it impossible for him to calm down. This trip can be regarded as an explanation for all the grievances. It should have been exciting, but the sadness filled his chest and he couldn't let it out. Song Yong walked to him with a jug of wine. "If millions of people in the world feel spring and autumn as much as you do, why don't you let people live?" Song Yong handed the jug to Mei Yingchen, "Not bad. Try it?" Mei Yingchen took it, and he smiled softly, "It would be great if millions of people in the world could feel spring and autumn. There are so many more." There are grievances and everyone is harmonious. Mr. Li is worried when his shoes and socks are torn? Huh?" He put his arms around Song Yong and sniffed Song Yong. "Why didn't you wait for me to come with you?" Song Yong turned away from Mei Yingchen's face and said, "Get away from me."
Intention: Take care of yourself and don't be jealous of others. You can't be jealous.