When they met for the first time, dusk fell on their shoulders.
Although the poor village is poor, its people are very rich.
When proposing——
"Gui Niang, I am willing to be your wife, do you want it?"
"Well, it's a good deal."
Daily conversations——
"It's a pity that Sugiro is younger than me."
"How much older would you like your husband to be than your wife?"
"It would be best if you were born three years earlier than me."
The spring breeze breaks into thousands of catkins, and the years break into mountains and rivers.
"Now that I am three years older than you, I can go down and see you."
Staying with you, the years are like poetry.