Tears, futile sorrow, brows carefully painted; phoenix crown and embroidered robes. Tossing and turning, unable to sleep through the night. On our wedding night, I raised a stele for myself. For you, my heart has grown weary. Swallows flit in and out of the extravagant mansions of the Wang and Xie families. Who knows that I am low-born and humble? Even with my skirt stained red, all I wish is for you to stay by my side.
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