Starry night, lonely wind and clouds She dressed herself in a joyful outfit, glowing red in the sky. Face painting becomes more elegant and considerate He sat outside listening to every blessing, enjoying tea leisurely at the corner of a wooden table full of pride. Her parents laughed a hundred times with the guests bustling about in the yard. Even so, the reflection of the girl's silhouette was imprinted under the light of the marble tiles. He didn't look up, but he knew enough who it would be if he looked up His voice raises

• I pray you don't forget me, I pray you don't hate me. He now tilted his head up, his eyes red. Tears flowed down her cheeks, pure tears flowed melancholy, expressing hundreds of sufferings of sentient beings compressed into one person He grabbed the hem of the girl's shirt in front of him and kissed her palm
• Tu Ky misses her. The woman believes in herself and wishes For her.