I love you, and I love you too.
A lot of feelings, in full swing.
Twist a child and shape me.
Separate the two of us,
Mix with water.
Pinch another you and shape another me.
I got you into the mire, and you got me into the mire.
Me and you,
Live in the same bed,
Died in the same place.
The humorous image of this poem expresses her deep affection for her husband, and also reflects her sadness about her husband's concubinage, which finally dispels her husband's idea of concubinage.
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