The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. -Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. -Wang Wei's "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain"
Red bean shrubs grow in the south, and many branches will sprout in spring —— Wang Wei's Acacia.
I don't know who to talk to about acacia. -Yan's Sauvignon Blanc.
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Ling Chun Qing"