My two hands are ink, all my poems are calligraphy in front of you, the princess, I am a poor lady, take a proud footpeg and take it , my heart says that my heart says buy a slave for June, my heart says that my heart says princess, I am capable of being able to say that you are welcome to my poetry, welcome to my poetry , welcome princess, whether dusty or sincere, you came to your house yourself, you came yourself
, what a wonder what a disaster and what a calamity, my fathers heart is burnt to believe I am looking forward to this opportunity for my love and I offer you my service,
I have two legs to escape from myself, I will borrow two more legs,
princess, I must say that you are welcome to my poem, welcome to my poetry , welcome princess, whether earthly or sincere, you came to your house, you came yourself.
