The breeze is blowing on the bank, and the catkins are flying. Today's weather is particularly good. The sky is blue and the tiles are blue. The waterside roads are very lively. The bride-to-be team is in a hurry. The dowry boxes are one after another with endless red makeup. It is a happy event. There is a young man sitting on a high-headed horse. He has a slender figure and a handsome appearance. His brows are frowning and his face is pale and swaying from side to side. The person in the exquisite sedan chair has fair skin, and has the aura of a scholar in his movements. Under the reflection of the red silk, you can vaguely see his tightly closed lips, his face showing bitterness, and his Adam's apple looming around his neck. This beautiful woman is a man.
Intention: Let everything happen