Light and graceful satin,
In the corridor paved with sapphire,
Flowing and dancing.
Those crisp echoes of gold and jade,
Amidst the moans of torn silk
My husband finally went.
The snow is heavy and the sun is setting;
It's finally over.
I see tall buildings rising before my eyes, and then I see them collapse!
After ten years of waiting, I finally got what I wanted, but why is there no trace of joy?
Conception: