A man like a peach blossom, with his fragrant snow sea,
A man like a locust tree, whose stream is like the wind
A woman who is like a rose, lives endlessly with her.
As it is sung in the Book of Songs:
The peach blossoms shine brightly. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family.
The peaches are as beautiful as the peaches. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family.
The peach is young, its leaves are pure. When the son returns home, it will be a good time for his family.
If you want to be happy, you have to go through many thorns, but in the end, why can we still be selfish and be alone?