Cicada sang in the western land and ordered me to make up my mind in my cell.
I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.
His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.
Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? .
-Luo's "A Political Prisoner Listening to Cicada"
The pure heart is hungry because of this, and you sing in vain all night.
Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! .
Yes, I am like a driftwood. I have made my garden full of weeds.
I thank you for your sincere advice and live a pure life like you.
-Li Shangyin's Cicada
The three capitals are famous works in the Tang Dynasty, which are lyrical by chanting cicadas, but their themes are different and each is wonderful. Shi Buhua, a poet in A Qing, commented on this point: "With chanting cicadas, Yu Shinan's voice is high and he doesn't borrow the autumn wind", which is a Tsinghua people language; Wang Luobin's "his flight through the fog, his pure voice submerged in the wind world" is a much-needed language; Li Shangyin's "pure heart and lack of desire, singing all night" is a grouch. Bixing is different. "