My hair barely covers my forehead. I am picking flowers and paying by my door.
When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
We live together in an alley in Qiantang, both young and happy.
When I was fourteen, I became your wife, and I was too shy to laugh.
I bowed my head and went to the dark corner, unwilling to pay attention to your thousands of calls.
But at the age of fifteen, I raised my eyebrows and laughed, knowing that no dust can seal our love.
Even to death, I will wait for you in my post, and I will not lose heart in the silent watchtower.
When I was sixteen years old, you embarked on a long journey, crossing the Qingtang Canyon full of rocks and swirling water.
Then the fifth month, I couldn't help it anymore. I tried to listen to the monkeys in your distant sky.
I looked at the place where you walked, your footprints in front of our door, each hidden under the green moss.
Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves.
Yellow butterflies in August, hovering in the grass of our West Garden in pairs.
Because of all this, my heart is broken, and I am worried that my bright cheeks will fade.
Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! .
I'll pick you up, and I won't mind the distance, all the way to Sha Changfeng.
As can be seen from this poem, a little girl whose forehead is covered with seawater is standing in front of the door playing with a flower in her hand; A little boy with a horn on his head was skipping along the path with a bamboo horse on his hip. I can know that childhood refers to women and childhood refers to men.
This is a love poem. Everyone had a childhood life and had wonderful childhood memories. Breaking branches and flowers, riding a bamboo horse and cooking like an adult are the most common. It is these ordinary "child's play" that are mostly forgotten afterwards. But once screened and refined by the poet, it is like finding pure gold from the sand, and the glittering light is dazzling, which immediately evokes people's good memories and makes them intoxicated in the warm old dreams of childhood. Thus, "childhood friends, two young people have no guess" became an idiom, and it spread like wildfire from now on.