Celebrate the Fleeting Years

We meet with resentment, but we are willing to meet. When we meet, we will see each other and part ways. If we meet with hatred, we would like to meet each other. If we don't meet each other, what is the use of this life? It would be nice for a young man to marry me when my hair reaches my waist. When your green silk hair is straightened, I will spread out ten miles of red makeup. But he is afraid that if his hair reaches his waist, the young man will fall in love with others. When your green silk hair is straight, I will smile to see you pregnant with her face. One day in our twilight years, you and I sat quietly in front of the court, admiring the flowers and falling flowers, laughing and talking as time went by. Tonight, after a hundred years of sleep, we passed by each other, only to realize that we have seen all the colorful flowers. I will never think about it. Don't think about me. Don't give your love to me the way you used to treat me. The people in Mo Shang are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world. Who promised me that Foshan will never leave or abandon me during the flowering period? Who promises me long-term happiness and peace, no worries and no fears. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.