Ten Years of Rebirth and Longing for Hatred

On the day of her wedding ten years ago, the bearers carried the sedan chair around half of Yangcheng. The majestic procession was like a long dragon, covered with red makeup and beaming with joy. It made many daughters jealous and heartbroken. She secretly opened the sedan curtain, and her picturesque eyebrows were shining with hope. In just a moment, she attracted countless exclamations... Who could have imagined that ten years later, the same long procession, white flags, gongs, drums and sad music would kill her soul. There were so many people surrounding the road, standing on tiptoes to watch her jokes and sighing. (The author feels that his obsessive-compulsive disorder is much better, so he accepted the setting of mild mental retardation in this article.)