1. If you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget her. If you don’t see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang." "Qin Song" 2. The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart. —— "A Cut of Plum Blossoms" Li Qingzhao
I rested and leaned alone high in the Mingyue Tower, drinking wine filled my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness. －Fan Zhongyan's "Su Muzhe"
3. Missing you is like a bright candle, burning your heart and bringing tears to your eyes. －Chen Shuda's "Since the King's Departure"
4. Life is about coming back, and death is about longing for love. －Su Wu's "Wedding Hair as Husband and Wife"
5. Stop saying half a page without any weight, and bear the burden of thousands of divorces. －Sister Chen Peng's "Two Poems to Send Outside"
6. The concubine is like a mountain in front of my eyes, but the man like a stone has no intention. －Zhu Yizun's "Song of Yuanyang Lake"
7. I don't know that my soul has died, but there are dreams accompanying me. No one knows except the moon in the sky. －Wei Zhuang's "One of Two Songs by a Female Crown"
8. Being separated with the same heart, we will end up in sorrow. - Anonymous "Plucking Hibiscus across the River"
9. The moonlight night is full of dreams behind a curtain, and the spring breeze is full of tenderness. －Qin Guan's "Eight-Six Sons"
10. After seeing each other again, we meet again, and we have the same dreams as you. －Yan Jidao's "One of Three Partridges in the Sky"
11. Passionate feelings have hurt parting since ancient times. It’s even more shameful to miss the Qingqiu Festival. －Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell"
12. Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality. An inch can become thousands of strands.
-Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"