The first time I met Xie Chengxiu was in 1922. On the stage, he said that he didn't like singing, but he needed to make a living from it. What's more, he said that the hairpin my father gave me was his wife's favorite accessory, and I was very similar to his wife. There was some unexplainable attraction between us. Later I fell in love with him, but I was already engaged to Fu Zhenping. The two of us met ten years ago in the Republic of China. How wonderful it is. He gave me a garden-variety dream from which I couldn't wake up.
Intention: There will be a clear and joyful moon, promising you three hundred years in this world.