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Woman: You had a girlfriend before?
Man: ten years of life and death are two boundless, and I forgot without thinking.
Woman: Dead? How did you die?
M: the mountains are barren and the water is exhausted, and the winter thunder bursts with summer rain and snow.
Woman: Oh, it's a natural disaster. So how did you get here all these years?
Man: His face is covered with dust and fireworks, his temples are gray and his fingers are black.
Woman: Oh, it's not easy! What was your first feeling when you saw me?
Man: Like the spring wind, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
How about this?
M: Dregs convey not the essence of beauty, but the spirit that Danqing can't write.
Woman: Flattery! Do you have an ideal?
Man: But through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .
W: Do you like reading?
Man: there are twelve volumes of the art of war, with the name of the Lord on them.
Woman: This cow is too boastful! You are so talented, why are you still single?
Man: Sister-in-law is not married. Lotus seed knows how difficult it is.
If, I mean if, I promise to marry you, how are you going to wait for me?
Man: A piece of ice heart is in the jade pot.
W: Can you promise not to be careful with other women?
Man: Any trouble will cause trouble. My concubine has a deep heart.
Classical poetry about marriage
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Woman: After being married for so long, are you still thinking about your ex-girlfriend?
M: once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.
Woman: Then why did you marry me?
Man: I don't know the guests in my dreams, but I want to have fun in the afternoon.
Woman: That's too much! We are at least husband and wife.
Man: husband and wife are birds in the same forest, so they fly separately when disaster strikes.
What do you think of our marriage?
Man: I woke up and looked at the Chu towel several times, but I was still chilling in my dream!
W: Is it that bad? Didn't you say your first impression of me was ....
Man: A beautiful woman is like a flower in Man Chun Hall, and only partridges are flying around her.
W: Where did all your original dreams go?
M: Let's change the floating name to shallow singing.
Woman: Didn't you promise a piece of Bing Xin?
Man: I can't bear to see this thing. It was burnt to ashes.
Woman: Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by relatives and friends and reviled by future generations?
Man: I'd rather die holding a fragrant branch than being blown into the north wind.
W: What if I don't agree to break up?
Man: Broke up or brothers, why do we have to be flesh and blood?
Woman: OK, great!