In the first half of her life, she was a golden bird waiting for her master in the courtyard of a deep palace. In the second half of her life, she was the empress of a country who was in charge of the world, sitting on the top of power, overlooking all living beings. Power was like ice, held in her hands, it was extremely cold, and she just hid her hands behind her back, asking for mercy, and she was willing to do so. The people she loves tease her, the people she likes leave her, the grudges between those who love her and her love are intertwined. Some people guard her silently, some migratory birds return to their nests, and some people hold their harp and look back in the distance. Truth and falsehood are really not that important.
(The setting of this book is that women are responsible for sowing seeds and men are responsible for giving birth to children. Maybe Chengzi is afraid of having too many children, so he has the idea that giving birth to children is too hard.)
Intention: Life is precious, love is more valuable, if it is for freedom, both can be thrown away.