There is a saying in the Book of Songs, the peach is young,
Burning its beauty.
The son returns home,
Suitable for his or her home.
This means that she is a lovely person with hands like catkins, skin like gelatin, a collar like a caterpillar, a charming smile, and beautiful eyes.
I am so virtuous and capable, but fortunately for you to see me, my heart is full of spring, my love is fragrant, my water is melting, and I am blessed with a beautiful wife.
I will go up to the poor blue sky, and go down to the underworld. In this life, the next life, the next life,... Until the next life, the next life... Until the next life, I will not let you go even if you are a ghost.