Yaya is almost 30 years old this year. In the eyes of her elders, like most sisters who work hard in big cities, she is labeled as a "leftover girl" and "a high-minded person." In Yaya's eyes, the most ideal life was to have a good job, be able to support her parents, and live as she pleased. As for the iron tree of love, it has been almost thirty years, and I haven't seen any flowers blooming. It's a Buddhist thing, just let it happen. I thought life would go on like this. Suddenly someone broke into her life. One chased him, the other hid. The masters fought with each other, and their moves were fatal.
Yaya said to Nuanyang: "It turns out that my love is just covered in dust. Because you wiped away the dust, it shines brightly. You are a touch of warm sunshine in my life."
Nuanyang: "I'm lucky enough to meet you, and we are in perfect harmony. Please give me more advice for the rest of my life."
Intention: It is meaningful to go in both directions, and the one who is favored is worthy.