When my hair is as long as my waist, I would like to express my heartfelt feelings to Meng Lang and repay you with my love for half my life. This love will last forever. When my hair reaches waist length and I dance lightly with colorful clothes, my spirit will fly. King Xiang and the goddess will be fine, and the dream of clouds and rain in Wushan will be fulfilled. When the time comes, my hair will be waist-long, my beauty will fade with age, and my pearls will turn yellow, the autumn wind will blow the wild geese south, and the chrysanthemums will be half-broken and lined with tears. When my hair is waist long, the road ahead is blurry and the road is vast, the flowers, moon and blue clouds are blown away by the wind, leaving the rest of my life with a heartbreaking dream. When my hair is as long as my waist, we are looking at each other from afar. The road to farewell to the rivers and lakes is indistinct, and I look back and feel sad for the next life. At that time, my hair was waist-length, and I was riding a carriage with colorful trousers and beautiful girls. But I lamented that the passing years were like water, and the beauty was gone, and the green light was cool. When my hair is as long as my waist, my life's long-cherished wish will be reflected in the mirror, my three thousand worries will finally be gone, and I will bury my heart in the ocean. When my hair is as long as my waist, a small carved window opens lightly, the bright moon comes and the breeze comes, and I read the west wing without sleep on a spring night. When the time comes, my hair will be waist-length, my black eyebrows will be painted with red makeup in an ancient mirror, and my face will be as beautiful as jade, and I will be as beautiful as a flower. When my hair is waist long, the willows on the broken bridges of the white embankment will be used to make clothes, and the rain master wants to make a matchmaker, and we will cross the green grass together in a flat boat.