I'm Nong Ci, a poem written by ancient lovers when they were having an affair.

A poem by Guan Daosheng, the wife of Zhao Mengfu, a painter in Yuan Dynasty. -"I Nong Ci"

Guan Daosheng and Zhao Mengfu have the same hobby of painting, and they often write and draw together to express their feelings through poetry and painting. With the passage of time, Guan Daosheng, who reached middle age, lost his face and was no longer the beauty of that year. Therefore, Zhao Mengfu has the idea of concubinage, while Guan Furen is diligent and virtuous. He was embarrassed to mention concubinage to his wife, so he expressed his idea of concubinage by writing poems. Guan Daosheng was very angry when he saw it, but he didn't quarrel with Zhao Mengfu or compromise her husband's demands. Instead, I answered with a poem, moved my husband with true feelings and expressed my firm attitude. This poem is I Nong Ci.

Zhao Mengfu's wife skillfully compared their husband and wife to clay figurines, expressing her wish to grow old together, which my concubine can't give. Both husband and wife should be loyal to each other. This poem is a metaphor for a new policeman. It is self-evident that the words are tactful, the lines are hidden, the heroic spirit is sonorous, and the needles are hidden in the cotton.

? Wonong ci

I love you, I love you,

? A lot of feelings, in full swing.

Twist a piece of mud, shape me, break us both together and mix with water.

? Twist another one and shape another me.

? I got you into the mire, and you got me into the mire.

? I was born in the same bed as you and died in the same bed!

Significance of vernacular translation;

? You have me in your heart, and I have you in my heart.

? So affectionate, so deep, as warm as a flame.

? Take a piece of mud, pinch a you, pinch a me, break us together again and reconcile with water.

Pinch another you, pinch another me. You are among my clay figurines, and I am among your clay figurines.

I slept with you while I was alive and died in the same coffin.

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Of course, when you are with a moment that should last forever, you don't have to force it. After all, the word "love" has its origin and end. If this persistence is only one person's persistence, then letting go is a choice.