The poems suitable for Valentine's Day are shared as follows:
Laughing and forgetting the book - Mu Tingfeng - the wind spreads the songs throughout the small village, and the fluttering skirts embroider youth. The bicycle chases the setting sun all the way, sitting on the back with a double knot on the ponytail. The past unfolds with warm encounters, and ends with sadness and separation. The flowers bloom, the moon falls, and the temples turn into snow. I still remember you when I walk around the world.
Huanxisha - Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon - Another sight is the long calyx of the winter jasmine flowers, the swaying willow shadows are crossing the fragrance, and the colorful skirts are fluttering in the wild wind. Love was deep in the pond that day, and tonight beside the sacred Bixi stream, my lovesickness drifted away.
On Yuanxi, Mohan and Qiluo traveled ten miles alone, looking for old alliances only towards the south wall. The ink marks are as pale as a dream, but who knows the clear traces of my heart. It's a pity that I haven't met Han Ling before I shared the fragrance. How could I hold the pillar like my first child? Autumn night, long lapel and thin sleeves, wet with jade dew, leaning towards the wind.