She didn't know how powerful he was and what kind of reputation he had in his hometown. She only knew that he was the man who walked toward her with a smile in the golden sunset. He was gentle, kind, and polite. Although he was no longer a young man, his elegant temperament and broad mind were better than those of a young master.
Intention: It is useless to be longing for lovesickness, but it is pure madness to feel melancholy.