A beautiful girl turned into a resentful young woman in a rough life.
Unspeakable emotions linger around the village where the returning birds are reflected in the clouds and the smoke is curling up from cooking stoves.
Who knows how much joy and sorrow there is under the night?
What's wrong with missing out, being stunned by a mismatched marriage, feeling turbulent in my heart, and facing the spring breeze?
Like a dream or fantasy, is it joy or sorrow? Is it Albizia Huajiao? Or are the tea flowers blooming?
Conception: