If You Are in Decline, Will You Not Return to Evil?

This is a story that is destined to end before it even begins... Because they were already dead from the beginning... For those who are dead and those who cannot survive, what can be done to prevent everything from happening? How can I hear the whisper on the edge of the cliff again: decline, decline, Hu Bugui? ————————————————————————— Hu does not return, Hu does not return, sad people are like cuckoos. The world is miserable and we ask ourselves what will happen in this world. The tears will dry up and turn into blood. The cuckoo sings, the cuckoo sings, the desolate forest and the cold moonscape are mesmerizing. The cold moon and wind are desolate and the snow is wet, and the empty space wakes up my soul when I return. The wind is depressing and the wind is depressing, the wind is depressing and depressing, I pity you for your misfortune when you encounter disaster. If the night platform is a lover's ghost, the acacia flowers will be buried together forever. ——Inscription Intention: