When my concubine's hair first covered her forehead, there was a drama in front of the door.
Nuannuan was chattering in front of the window.
Lang came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.
Many times it is because I am too persistent, even if that person has never given me a word about the future.
It's just that I am still persistent and still wrong.
Nuannuan closed the window.