When I was a boy in March, I met a man. He was sunny and warm, and his smile was as gentle as jade. Later I found out that he was sinister, cunning and fragile.
Muchun found a girl when he was young. When they first met, he knew that he and she were the same kind of people, but they both wore masks. She pretended to be knowledgeable, and he pretended to be gentle.
Later Muchun March came together.
Honor and disgrace come and go, your blatant preference is salvation for me.