During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, heroes rose up together and engaged in intrigues. The country had no fixed friends, the country had no fixed master, and the world was in chaos. The past that has been distorted by history is like displaced flowers, scattered among carols and prayers, and rotting quietly in the soil.
The deceased is like this, not giving up day and night, even though the past is mottled, love and hate are buried in the ground, right and wrong, success or failure have become empty. Even though his outline has been blurred in my memory, I always remember that he had a pair of dark eyes, bottomless but extremely firm.
I often dream that he picked the fragrance of flowers for me and shielded me from the cool autumn. He said to me firmly: "I will never abandon you."
Intention: A scholar will die for his confidant.