She copied a passage for him:
The drums beat loud, the troops sprang forth. They built walls and dug moats, while I alone marched south.
I followed Sun Zhongzi to make peace with Chen and Song. He would not bring me home, and my heart was heavy with worry.
Where shall I live? Where have I lost my horse? Where can I seek it? Beneath the trees in the woods.
In life and death, we pledged to stay together. I took your hand and vowed to grow old with you.
Oh, how far apart we are! You will not come to me. Oh, how distant you are! You do not keep your word.
People always say that if a man waits for you with fierce devotion, thinks of nothing but you, and schemes endlessly to win you, then you must be the happiest woman in the world.
She didn't think so. One man and one woman, together for a lifetime: perhaps that could work. In the dark, disreputable world they inhabited, it might even be possible. But it was like searching for a needle in the ocean or trying to see flowers through the mist, always just out of reach. They were powerless to change it.
She loved him just as much. She loved rings because they would remind him of her heart. She left the ring fingers of both hands bare so he could place a shackle there, binding her heart. She would surrender without a fight.
She said she would never love anyone else in this life. If she were forced to, she would rather die. She would never yield.
At last, the day came. The two ships faced each other. She stood at the bow of the enemy vessel, gazing at his warship as tears streamed down her face. She glanced at the child, then, without hesitation...
