Poetry about Yan Ziyang and Jia Wenyang’s lifelong love for each other

The Yan family's basket has a profound meaning.

Zi Ping married a poor man.

There are only apes and monkeys in the poor towns of Yangshan.

Jia Ke resents leaving and the grass is green in autumn.

Wenchang Sanhua Lu Confucian students,

Yang is the spirit and yin is the essence.

Meet the hale and hearty Li Zhengyi,

Love to play the flute to attract the autumn wind.

A branch of Pu willow is withered and disabled,

There is still a village for a bright concubine to grow.

The gravel in a river is as big as a bucket,

The world's conditions make wine bottles full.

Yancheng was not yet opened,

all the sons were exempted from living here.

Yangyuan Shuqi was early,

Jia Fu actually did it.

Wenzi is good at what he can do,

The sun is bright and the flowers are bright.

Looking after each other again and again,

Love does not choose what to do.

I have to go back after one night,

I was born without sweeping my eyebrows.

Once he lived among the people, he was a poor matchmaker.