The misty rain in Qiantang intoxicated the spring scenery, the boats on the lake were accompanied by the songs of the boatmen, and the catkins flying on the shore brought out the sighs of Miss Su... Miss Su once asked me, "Does Nanny have someone she likes?" I shook my head. Miss Su asked me again, "Are scholars good?" I shook my head again. Miss Su sighed, touched my head, smiled and said to me, "Nanny is a blessed girl!" I don't know where my blessing lies, but I know that Miss Su is definitely not a blessed person. She is too miserable, really too miserable! The cold moon on the West Cold Bridge enveloped the dying girl Su under the candle in the west window. This scene is a heartache that I will never forget.
Intention: Waiting for someone is sometimes to complete yourself.