Twenty Years of Love

She was sitting in the audience, and Master Chen's lyrics mixed with the sound of strings and drums flowed down like a living spring, and she suddenly thought of him. That day when he walked towards her, she only dared to peek at him in the makeup mirror. But I saw him flicking his sleeves, making orchids with his hands, and singing: I can't help but be surprised when I see the new man, it's like a spring snow-frozen plum blossom. Look at his rosy cheeks, crows on his temples, and frowning eyebrows, just like the Empress Chang'e who was relegated to an ordinary commoner's home. Twenty years later, it was still the same story today. Amidst the applause and cheers of the crowd, her tears fell slowly.