As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain. (Wang Anshi's "Deng Fei Laifeng")
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. (Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao).
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Wang Wei's "I miss my Shandong brothers on vacation in the mountains".
No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it. Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness. (Chen Ziang is on the tower of Youzhou).
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste. (Li Yu, "Hui Huan").