"You, you, I won the opera title by relying on "Farewell My Concubine". You are a good actor who studies opera. If you study hard, you can be more capable than me."
"Master, but I don't love Yu Ji." The young disciple looked at the fellow apprentices in Pingli who were learning painted faces from other masters, dancing with spears and sticks, and felt envious, "I want to learn to be the overlord."
Intention: "You can listen to me sing for a lifetime, but the difference of one year, one month, one day, and one hour does not count as a lifetime."