"Ten years of life and death are vast, without thinking, and unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust, and our temples are like frost. At night, the fragrance suddenly returns to the dream, and the small xuan window is dressing up. Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, on a bright moon night, in a short pine hill..."
Intention: "You are the reason why I can give up everything"