A poem describing loneliness.

Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"

Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng. -in my heart forever, Wang Changling

White-haired lovers, unscrewing and spinning into the air, are even more precious. -Si Kongtu "Jiuquanzi buys apricot flowers"

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. -Li Qingzhao's "Point Crimson Lips and Boudoir Thoughts"

Never say goodbye, a husband and wife in the village, shed more tears than the Palace of Eternal Life. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Checker

A thousand daughters buy each other like gifts. Who can complain about this situation? -Xin Qiji's Fishing

Autumn leaves are empty, and the plane leaves are swept at night. -Xia Wanchun's "Bu Operator Autumn to Empty Boudoir"