Spring passes and autumn comes,
The long years have covered up your beauty.
Rain, snow, wind and frost,
The long journey will reflect your hard work.
Father Time will leave you with a decayed and ugly body,
Sooner or later.
Being a daughter, a wife, and a mother,
The daughter-in-law of many years has become a mother-in-law.
What remains unchanged in life is your beautiful nature,
along with the pots and pans.
You are no longer my little bird,
You have become a pillar that I rely on.
It should be said that I am your "old bird",
What should I do when you leave one day?
If it’s the other way around,
I’m afraid you’ll be lonely and miserable.
To have the Dao, one has to cultivate it for a hundred years to be able to cross the same boat.
To cultivate it for a thousand years, one can sleep on the pillow.
It’s not necessary to raise eyebrows when raising a case,
Respecting each other as guests can also be fun.
In the days to come,
we will grow old together together.
We go together to knock on the door of heaven.
The difference is almost the same.
I hope so,
I wonder if you can nod and smile?