She: Step by step, the phoenix crown on her head weighed down her weak neck.
The tiny road under the hijab leads to happiness?
Married in overwhelming joy,
Married under the reluctant eyes of parents,
I got married feeling at a loss in my heart,
I got married when the road ahead was uncertain,
Will the person holding the hand grow old together with him?
Him: The first time we met, it was the wedding room,
Under the red hijab is a young and clean face,
The words of resentment are stuck in my throat,
Sympathy, pity
For myself and for this beautiful woman
Him: Not every relationship has a beginning!
Do you feel so restless when you miss someone? When you miss someone, do you know it's impossible but still can't control yourself? When you miss someone, do you want her to be happy but are afraid that her happiness has nothing to do with you?
She and him, him...
One is the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, and the marriage of husband and wife;
One is a close friend, a deep connection, and an alluring love;
Two men, two loves,
Where is her final emotional resting place?