People who bury flowers today laugh and laugh, and they won't know who it is until one year later.

These are two lyrics of Lin Daiyu's "Burying Flowers" in a Dream of Red Mansions, meaning: I came to bury the fallen flowers today and was laughed at for being stupid. I wonder who will bury me next year! Lin Daiyu made a sad inquiry about the vicissitudes of life. Things change, things are unpredictable. Isn't it the same when applied to reality?