Ask the master to write a love poem for the couple.

I wish my son would be more generous,

Hu Weiwei wandered between Min and Han.

The head of Tao is full of white clouds,

And uprooted and entered Daluotian.

You've never been influenced by the shadow of flowers,

Yaxiang has been pitied.

Qiongshu Baihua Crane

Sometimes the grass grows,

Knowing that it is unreasonable to spit into the well.

People think that our people are kind,

It must pass from elbow to elbow.

Being famous requires being young,

As soon as possible, I miss the decline of my second parents.

The dependent countries at that time were different.