The paper is full of scattered feelings, a long-lasting love. Uncle Duyun was lucky, but he didn't know it would be cruel. I gave birth to you before I gave birth to you, and you are still young. I have a lot of youthful pay, but you have yellow hair and a low moustache. I establish the universe without confusion, and the king is tall and graceful like jade. We meet on a narrow road, threatened by love. Fighting against time, I swear that love is against nature. Deep affection, love and hate, laughter and curses, full of absurdity. This is a love that plays with time. She said, if you are old, don't be afraid, I will help you find youth.