The various sisters in the Red Mansion are like a group of beautiful flowers, each competing to bloom in the Grand View Garden. I have been in a nightmare since I was twelve years old, and I have known my sisters for twelve years. As reincarnations go by, my sisters have drifted away, scattered in the rain. I fell into a dream again this evening, chatting, laughing, and having fun for a while. I talked about all kinds of things in the world and the misunderstandings in the world. I was so sad that I wrote a book today to express my love for my sisters.