With the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers, the ground turned red.
The congratulatory carriages and horses arrived in front of the champion's house, and the poor man became an official. Neighbors gathered in front of the door, making a lot of noise and wanting to gongs and whips.
The apricot list and the laurel list fall, and joy and sorrow reflect each other. No one cares about his heart, and he returns to joy.
In the boudoir, the girl is dressed in red, waiting for her lover to return home in fine clothes...
The number one scholar was dressed in brocade, forgetting that there was someone there, and looking forward to it...
"Today, when you name your name on the gold medal list..."
"Today you are getting married with red makeup..."
I can't say enough, I can't say a word, I love you.
At this time, the fate of this life has been sealed, and the fate of life will be misunderstood...
Purpose: I wish to have a lover and cherish the person in front of me