清风挽月醉西楼, 笑卧红尘又一秋。 欲诉往昔难落笔, 纸短情长意难留。 昨日已随晚风去, 几多惆怅无来由。 试问秋雨为谁休, 落花含泪诉离愁。
The essence of life is simply living alone. Do not expect too much from others. We spend our lives searching for someone to share our sorrow and pain.