If I am greedy for your beauty, will you disdain me for being so shallow? If I am greedy for your beauty, will you be afraid that time will grow old, your appearance will no longer be there, and I will no longer love you? If I am greedy for your beauty, will you be sad that I do not appreciate your talent, your kindness, and all your beauty and truth.
My dear, I am greedy for your beauty, but when the beauty is washed away, I still love your old face; when the suffering is gone, you are still the most beautiful scene in my heart.