He is his own army,
Knowledge and greed formed an army behind him,
Hard work and opportunity laid the foundation for his progress.
In every romantic encounter, he held high the banner of love,
——Fate.
Joy is a person's secret,
Pain is the privacy of four people,
He never concealed his philanthropy,
But compared with others,
He loves himself more.
Woman is a city,
Love is a fight,
Marriage is the remnant of the massacre,
If marriage is the grave of love,
Then the child is the tombstone of the grave,
There are two words engraved on the monument
——Unfortunately.