The pain of love, hate, parting, and parting in the world is like a drama. You sing and I appear on the stage. Infatuated men and resentful women are entangled endlessly, not to mention the fame and fortune that are always chased by the world.
Those who want to be independent from the world are dragged into the water, and their white dresses are stained with indelible dirt. Those who are deeply in love are sober but unable to extricate themselves.
Love and hate only last for a moment, it depends on how you choose.
The above is all written casually, it's just a hodgepodge of ideas.
Intention: Chase, break away. Find the way ahead.