The flowers cover up the sorrow, and the clouds and smoke make the pillow stiff.
Ten years have flown by like running water, passing through so much helplessness and loss.
One is the current prince who is as gentle as jade and thoughtful;
One is a brave general who is fragile, lonely, and dedicated.
How to choose is only a matter of thought.
I wish to have the person of my heart, and we will never be apart until we grow old together.