The Fox Does Not Cry

The green coriander flows through my fingers, caressing the lake scenery. Thousands of miles away, the afterglow of the setting sun has brushed through my life. It has been two thousand years, but how many people have said to me: "Don't cry."? "Don't cry, don't cry, you live on, live on." ——How can you not survive? But why do you want to take away my memory? Take away my right to know the truth? Or even take away my most precious things? "Little fox, don't cry, it doesn't hurt, I'm here." ——Why does it hurt? When you asked her to strike, you hinted that you should use less force. "Azhen, don't cry, believe me, this is not what I want." ——How can I trust you? Didn't you instigate this? You were having fun back then, weren't you? "Yi'er, don't cry, I miss you so much." ——Why do you miss me? You are drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman, but you are not satisfied when you wake up and hold the power of the world? "Your Highness, don't cry, don't hate me, I will be with you in life and death." ——How can you accompany me? Live well for me! I insist that you watch me lose my soul and be broken into pieces, but there is nothing you can do! It's ridiculous that you have made me miserable for hundreds of years, but how should I hate you? Everyone in the world thinks that I am ruthless and cruel in the three realms, let alone cry, but I just burn their eyes with tears...