Contrast in poetry

In the second poem, I expressed my undying feelings for Tang Wan, which impressed me deeply. In contrast, I use Liu Lao's brushwork of not blowing cotton, and the ruthlessness of flowers and trees reflects my 40-year-old piety. I will turn myself into a pile of loess on Kuaiji Mountain, I will mourn for it, and I will burst into tears. What a firm expression of my feelings!