How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ——Li Yu's "The Poppy: When Will the Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon Come"
Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry up. ——Li Shangyin "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk. ——Li Shangyin's "Le Youyuan"
Don't worry, you have no friends in the future, and no one in the world knows you. —— Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Farewell to Dong Da"
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. ——Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai·Part 5"
Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing they could not meet again when they were not married. ——Zhang Ji's "Yin of a Jie Fu·A Letter to Master Li Sikong in Dongping"
Things are different and people are not the same. Everything is settled. If you want to speak, you should shed tears first. ——Li Qingzhao's "Wulingchun·Spring Festival Gala"
Died before leaving the army, which makes the hero burst into tears. ——Du Fu's "The Prime Minister of Shu"
The flowers splash with tears when I feel the time, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. —— Du Fu's "Spring Hope"
Cut the knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise a cup to relieve sorrow and sorrow will become more and more sorrowful.
——Li Bai's "Farewell to Secretary Shu Yun at Xiezhen Tower in Xuanzhou"