"We made an appointment with a woman, but she didn't come for three days. When we encountered a flood, we hugged her and died." - "Historical Records: Biography of Su Qin"
On the Dengjin beam, I looked at my thoughts in my clothes.
How can I hold a letter in my arms and wait for the bright sun?
My tears fall drop by drop
Epilogue. End. If there was an afterlife, would you still be willing to wait for me?