"Heaven and earth are our relatives, and the pines and cypresses are our mirrors. Today you marry and become a woman. From now on, the husband sings and the wife follows you, and we depend on each other for life and death."
She walked all the way in silence,
Finally I found a place to lie down in the snow.
Holding the baggage in my hand tightly,
"Look, this is also the bridal chamber..."
Concept: love in war