The dream may have faded long ago, leaving only a touch of sadness. What is beauty? It's not all an empty shell. The years have mottled the memories, and time tells the past. A ridiculous outsider who plays tricks on others, but is also deeply involved in emotions and cannot extricate himself. Looking back suddenly, are we still the same? Falling out of thin air and turning red are each injured, but the mist and rain in the brothel can't bear to forget each other. Will fly back to dance in the wind, and it has already fallen into half of the makeup. Guests from the sea shed tears when they return, but people from Zhangtai remove their bones and leave behind fragrance. Maybe there is no intention to pass on the two butterflies, and I will pay all my love and honey chamber. I can't help but recite my favorite poems, hoping that the sadness and helplessness will disappear with the wind...