There are fifty strings of Jinse for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of my good years.
Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.
The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke.
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.
——Inscription
As written in the poem,
Jinse misses you Hualian,
This has nothing to do with whether you are a bloodthirsty puppet of the Gong Yu family.
It has nothing to do with whether you are immortal or not.
In this life,
I am the enchanting Manzhushahua by the Wangchuan River,
It is also the holy and flawless clear snow lotus on the top of the iceberg.
Everything blooms only for you,
I only wish you could still be as good as you were a thousand years ago
Be my "one string and one pillar" that reminds me of my good years,
My only bromance...
Intention: Because I love you, I can do anything