1. The moon is lingering outside the windows of the Bilouxuan, and the breeze is drunk and the flowers are faintly fragrant.
2. Waking your fingers and joking about the passing years, a touch of rouge and a bare face.
3. It is difficult to look at each other if we want to be together, and we are heartbroken when we are separated. Traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, tears flow down my face.
4. Ten miles of long pavilions look at each other, and people are hesitant in the dim lights. The flowers bloom in spring and the leaves fall in autumn, leaving a lingering fragrance after the prosperity.
5. Looking at the stars and sighing at the bright moon, I feel melancholy when parting from a beautiful woman. The wine is getting thicker and the heart is drunk, and the sleeves of colorful clothes are flying.
6. Looking through the autumn water and thinking about her, the world is as close as a mandarin duck. The marriage in the past life is bound to this life, and the world of mortals will accompany Yi.
7. Thinking about the sky outside in the light mist and drizzle, leaning against the window to watch the swallows flying in pairs
8. The jackdaws are frightened, the fishing rod is silent, and there are no birds, grass or insects chirping in the empty mountain.
9. The night dew and frost fell, the tung flowers fell, and the sound of bells sounded outside Hanshan Temple.
10. The autumn wind is sentimental, and the geese in the setting sun scatter the red maple leaves.
11. The leaves are about to fall with dew and frost at night, and the fishing lights outside Hanshan Temple are dim.
12. The dragons and phoenixes are dancing in the sky, while the swallows are flying and the flowers are independent.
13. Leaning against the empty bottle in front of the window and facing the moon, the drunken dream scares her to tears.
14. The empty bottle looks thin to the moonflower, and the beautiful woman looks forward to your return with tears.
15. It is almost dusk when people reach middle age. Drinking and writing poetry can also relax your soul
16. If you don’t become a poetry poet while you are still alive, the flowers will fall and you will be gone.
17. I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.
18. The autumn wind is soft and the autumn water is cold, and I feel sad about separation and sadness. The sensitive flowers are falling in the misty wind, and the breeze is caressing me. My face misses my beauty
19. It’s cold even if snowflakes are flying in the sky. Wei has a lovesick and pretty beauty. I only hope that you will come but you will not come. Flowers bloom and fall silently
20. There is sorrow buried in the cliffs and corners of the sky.
Drunk and falling leaves, the heart is even more sad