The Scent of Powder and Rouge

Though I schemed a thousand ways, none could stand against your sincere heart.

Though you were a restless wanderer, you could not forsake a single tender feeling.

To me, sincerity was no more than a handful of yellow earth.

A thousand taels of gold could not match my heart’s willingness to cross a thousand seas.

If there is another life, I will not fail you.

This life is short, and I will not fail you.