Are there any poems that refuse to be confessed by others?

Back to pearl, tears fell, and I hated not meeting before I got married.

The original text is as follows:

You know I have a husband and you want to give me a pair of pearls.

I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt.

My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.

Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband.

Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.

Literally, this is a sad and beautiful poem, which often quotes the famous sentence "I want to return your tears to your pearls, and I hate not meeting you before I get married" to express my deep affection for others, because time and things can't match, so I can only reluctantly refuse.