It's a pity that we gather together in the morning and disperse in the evening, but we are destined to get to know each other but not stay together forever.
I sit alone at night and watch the wind and shadows move. I have no intention of looking at the blooming flowers, wanting to break them and send them afar.
Helplessly, the gust of wind stirred the flowers, and their petals scattered on the ground, leaving only the fragrance of the flowers lingering in the wind.
In the end, it was a wrong payment, but it happened again and again, and it experienced vicissitudes of illusion and extinction.
Intent: Family struggles and imperial power disputes