Is it the father?
Is it the mother?
If I come from nothing, I am something.
Something is the beginning, and the light is the dawn. I call myself Chuxiao.
I have countless mountains of gold and floors covered with silver. There is no one richer than me in the world. It's time for the God of Wealth to give way...
I can weave the sky and weave the clouds thousands of miles away. There is no one in the world who is more skillful than me. It's time for the Weaver Girl to give way...
Can I find you when I have everything?