I sincerely make a wish to the Buddha that I want to marry a rich and noble man.
Although the voice was small, it was completely heard by him who was taking a nap behind the Buddha statue.
Later, it was spread all over the capital that the cold and noble Mr. Xie, with his iron tree blossoming, had fallen in love with the naughty cousin in the prince's palace.
He smiled and blocked all the talk of marriage for me: "Dandy? The family tradition is not right, how can I match you."
Then he lowered his eyes and played with the chess pieces: "Want to be a rice insect? It's not difficult, but you have to be a rice insect from the Xie family."
