How do I feel about going to the gold shop,
Pick a ring of your choice,
Eyes full of golden light——
Can it reflect my love?
The sun, the moon, and the lights are gone,
Even if you are the quality of gold,
Also sink into the dead silence of the night,
In the season of heart crying,
Take it out and talk to yourself:
"What kind of mood do I feel when I go to the gold shop?"
The trembling and melancholy of the heart turned into tears, bit by bit!
(Author: Xu Jingchun)