The first time I met him on the 14th, he stood at the front steps of the hall and smiled at me. I stood blankly in the corridor, and he was the only one left in my eyes.
The second time I saw him was in the palace. I heard the eunuch announce his marriage to someone else. I lowered my head and pinched myself hard. When I raised my head, I still smiled like a flower.
Later, he became the lord of the world, and his wife became the queen. I told myself that rain cannot fall from the sky, and water cannot be collected again.
Finally, I met another person, a gangster and a gentleman. It was him who I described as being like a quarrel with each other, like a ruminating person. The world was unkind and human nature was evil, but he had always been that humble gentleman, as gentle as jade.
When I got married, my parents ordered me to marry and we became husband and wife according to the instructions of the matchmaker. We had no doubt about our love and we lived in the same quilt and died in the same coffin.
Intention: After all, the amazing years are no match for the gentle time