He was a scholar, with a well-educated family, a family of poems and books, and a gentle body. He could not carry it on his shoulders or lift it, and he had no strength to tie a chicken, but he was forced to join the army thousands of miles away and go on an expedition to the frontier. From then on, I left Huangheyao, abandoned my hometown, and was alone; I could not be with my lover in life, and I could not bury my hometown in death.
She was Xiaojiabiyu, his childhood playmate and the lover of his dreams, but she had no choice but to marry into a wealthy family after he joined the army. From then on, she felt a lovesickness and two worries. Being alone among the surroundings makes me feel lonely. When I wake up, I only see the moon in my boudoir. It is rare to meet in a dream.