Poems related to Ai

He is picking mugwort, and he has not been seen for a day, as if he were three years old. - "Poem·Wang Feng·Picking Ge"

Why the fragrant grass in the past is like this now? Xiao Aiye.——Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"

A gentleman has been blessed for thousands of years - "Poetry·Xiaoya·Yuanyang"

Yu Xuan's hair is still young, and his wild nature cannot be pure— —"Automatic Preface" by Wang Zhong, Qing Dynasty