From the Song of Bald Head by Zhuo Wenjun in the Western Han Dynasty. The whole poem: like snow on the mountain, like the moon between clouds. I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you. Today is like the last party, and tomorrow we will break up. I moved my feet slowly along the edge of the road, and my past life flowed like water in a ditch, never returning. When I decided to take the king away from home, I didn't cry like an ordinary girl. I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever. The bamboo pole curls up and the fish tail _ _. Men value spirit, why use money and knives?