Living under a thatched cottage and never wearing fragrant silk, she is eager to arrange a marriage, but how dare she? .
Who would know that her simple face is the cutest? * * * Poor people dress frugally in this era.
Her finger embroidery is unparalleled, but she can't compete with painting eyebrows.
Year after year, she sewed gold thread for other girls in the bridal gown!
It should be bees or spring silkworms.
The second song is either a waterspout or an eel, right?
The whole feeling has nothing to do with poetry …