The happiest couple is imperfect
The most perfect couple is unhappy
There were also people listening to the flute under the willows. The melodious sound of the flute was obscured by the morning mist. They could vaguely see the man on the other side, but after all, he did not turn around to cross the bridge.
Because I can't, it's better to rub shoulders
The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water