Use one word to describe a broken mirror.

Make a clean break, cut off your robe, and do your best. It is difficult for second time around to separate his wife and children. The righteousness is broken, and the appearance is inseparable. The company is fragmented, with different futures, and it is like a stranger. It is far apart, with or without you, and it is incompatible. It is regarded as passers-by, separated from each other, and brothers turn against each other. Break off diplomatic relations, turn against each other, meet head-on, gloat, fight in the same boat, sit at the same table, blush with shame, strange bedfellows, go their separate ways. You go your way, I'll cross my wooden bridge.