Cut Constantly

"Speechless, I go up to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks the autumn. The constant cutting, the chaos, is the sorrow of separation; the feeling of separation is in my heart." Just like the "Crying of the Night" by Li Houzhu of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the contradiction and pain of "I" are revealed to the readers step by step in the work, and further exploration of "I" psychology and the depth of human nature begins...