I stood on the porch again and looked at the stars, and the man's beautiful face appeared above the moon. The stars tonight are not like those we have seen together. I stand in this more exposed night because I miss you. I missed you so much that I couldn't sleep or eat well all day long, and finally turned into withered bones and came to Naihe Bridge, but I still can't forget those happy times when we were young. Even this Meng Po soup can't eliminate my memories - the daily life of forcing a poor child to work hard to grow up and find a fair-skinned, beautiful and noble wife.
Purpose: Persistence is the key to everything