The red string is broken, the bright mirror is missing, the morning dew is sparse, the fragrance is resting, the white head is groaning, the pain is parting, try to eat more and don't miss the concubine, the Jinshui is soup, and I will say goodbye to you.
The story begins with a glass of green wine and a song, seeing each other year after year.
The ending of the story is Jin Shui Tang Tang, and we are separated from you.
Is this Mrs. Liu? My whole life with him has been stained with dust that can never be wiped away.
Intent: Use true stories. Torture your own heart.