You can't keep yesterday's day, and today's day is full of worries.
Coming from the past life to this life, I thought it was a miracle reappearing, but I found that every step was like approaching an abyss.
There is a disconnect between reality and fantasy, mediating in the halls of temples, and indulging in sadomasochism between life and death;
The eyes cannot believe it, the ears do not want to hear it, and the past that is out of reach forces people to give up;
I have fallen with the world (material desires), and I have sacrificed my life (refutation) to devote myself to the true meaning.
I just want a tree in the courtyard with red peach trees and green willows, and the Qin Tower and Chu Pavilion are offering gifts diligently.
Why do you invite me to burn my beautiful clothes? Why do you make me stand on a high wall?
The wind, flowers, snow and moon turn into bones, and the yellow beam tree is a dream in Nanke.
Even inside and outside the fort, we invited each other at night, in exchange for my general's half-foot talisman.
The shadow of the moon shines in the past, winter and summer come like a dream,
Now that I have tasted all the sorrow, I can't stop talking.
The world is at peace, Yongle is in peace, the fairy music is permanent,
I came here with the wish of the world, but no one knows if the dream is broken.
Perhaps every real promise in the future is hard-won,
I wish I could only live this life and never return to the past.
Intention: Perhaps at the other end of the arc of time, we have turned into powder and still cannot escape the knot.