Very good:
You are a younger brother and have no parents. Make up your mind and go your own way.
Spring breeze will blow the old pear's face, and time will slip away gently.
There are as many princes and grandchildren in the world as there are sand, and they all have three wives and four concubines.
I am a respectable person. I don't see much, but I see more.
It is true that two thousand gold is easy to get, but a bosom friend is rare.
You have a bad temper when you eat at the same table and sit on a stool with him.
Ah, girl, there is someone in front. You'd better light a lantern and find one.
Lin Daiyu:
Good zijuan's words are still unfinished. Take a look at my heart.
I want Daiyu to rely on others for protection, but I don't know how to return to the roots.
Although the old lady has pity on me, she can't act like a real mother.
My uncle and aunt are guests and eat each other like meat, while Xifeng is sharp inside and bright outside.
Although the sisters in the garden are good friends, they always have a heart in mind.
The only bosom friend is brother Bao, who has been close since childhood.
Over the past few years, my heart has crossed the sun and the moon, and my feelings are as deep as a shipwreck.
So I am willing to make my own cocoon for the spring silkworm and weave a net for him day after day.
What you can't put down in your heart, a good marriage seems to be intimate and slim.
If there is no strange fate in this life, why pay for the heart and intestines?
If there is a strange fate in this life, why is there a mountain and a wall?
I can't help thinking, but I have to hide the riddle in my heart.
Second, the supplementary explanation of Wang:
Wang, 1926 12 19, was born in Kengbian Village, Huang Ze Town, Sheng County, Shaoxing City, China. He is a dramatic actor and is good at Tsing Yi Yue Opera.
He has served as a director of the Chinese Dramatists Association, a national first-class actor, a representative of Shanghai people, and the head of the Red Mansion Troupe of Shanghai Yue Theatre.