The years of childhood sweethearts have become lines of poetry. How many times have I stood on the tower and looked far away?
But he couldn't see the sadness in her eyes, and he couldn't see the end of the world.
Cut the red candle, and the tears of the candle will flow until dawn for sorrow,
The ink-and-wash painting could not finish painting her eyebrows and eyes until she became deaf and blind.
Click on the cinnabar to point out the direction of the next life.
At least I won't miss it for the rest of my life, and I'll be with you until my hair grows gray on my temples.
The oath of holding the child's hand is this growth.
People said:
Staying together forever is a test, anytime, anywhere, throughout your life.
Conception: