Do you have any time left to look back and look at me again?
I can't tell whether the sky is red clouds or the flames you lit
Which life is the end? Full enlightenment but unable to say goodbye
Is there any remaining fleeting time that has been burned out and turned into longing?
Is it fate or a nightmare? Is it ashes or the smoke you lit?
Which thought can be immortal? Is it Nirvana or eternal nostalgia?
Transforming into the starlight in the western sky is the end of your reincarnation
How much time has passed from the hourglass of death to eternity?
You stared at my face in the next life by the Santu River
I planted mandala to let the memories of my past life sink deep into my mind
How much parting does it take to ignite the flame of the sycamore branch?
How many five hundred years have I walked in this world?
Who can remember the past when the mandala blooms?
Who accepted whose calamity and who became someone's obsession?
——"Phoenix Tribulation"
A love story of pseudo-seven lives. In fact, there is not much connection between each story. It is just a cloak of past and present lives.
From the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, Qing and Republic of China to modern times, there are seven short stories and seven small love relationships.