There is an ancient poem that describes that girls can't help falling in love and boys are open-minded.

It can be said that scholars are worried.

You can't say a woman is worried.

From The Book of Songs

The full text of the original poem is as follows:

Embrace trade silk for self-protection. When robbers came to trade silk, they came to me. Sending a child involves gas, as for Dunqiu. When I was a robber, I had no good media. There is no anger in the child, and autumn lasts.

Take the other side of the wall to get back to the customs. I didn't see the resumption of customs, so I cried. Seeing the resumption of GATT, I was full of laughter and laughter. Well, Parr, the body is not responsible. Driving your car to bribe me to move.

Mulberry leaves flourish before they fall. Yu Yu, I'm sorry! Don't eat mulberry. What a woman! There is nothing to worry about. It can be said that scholars are worried. You can't say a woman is worried.

Mulberry fell, yellow, and fell. Self-pity, poor three years old. Qishui soup, curtain skirt. Women are unhappy, and scholars do their best. Scholars are also extremely useless.

Being a woman at the age of three is exhausting. Sleepless all night, there must be a dynasty. As for violence, what you say must be done. My brother didn't know, but he smiled. Calm down and think about it, and you will bow your head and feel sorry for yourself.

Being together always makes me complain. Qi has a shore and discipline has a plate. The banquet in General's Corner was talking and laughing, swearing and not thinking about the opposite side. On the contrary, I don't think about it. I'm already embarrassed!