You just finished singing and I came on the stage, but you considered a foreign country to be your hometown. This is ridiculous. In the end, you are just making wedding clothes for others.

The earth is thick and the sky is high, it is worth lamenting the endless love from ancient times to the present; crazy men and women resenting women, pitiful romantic debts that are difficult to repay.

I am just worried and sick, but you are the one who is so beautiful that the country is beautiful.

Daughters are flesh and blood made of water, while men are flesh and blood made of clay. When I see my daughter, I feel refreshed; when I see a man, I feel turbid and smelly.

Ten thousand taels of gold are easy to come by, but a close friend is hard to find.

When the false becomes true, the true is also false, and there is something inaction and nothingness.

It is better to come and go clean than to be filthy and sink into ditches.

A wisp of fragrant soul disperses with the wind, and the melancholy enters the distant dream.

The soul of Kujiang Pearl returns to Lihentian, and the sick god Ying sheds tears in the land of lovesickness.

Under Qian’s screen window, the young master has no chance. In the loess ridge, how miserable is your fate?