Poems describing letters.

Nalan Rong Ruo at the time of falling flowers.

Who calls down the stairs in the sunset, holding a censer. Looking back, I stood in front of laughter, always speechless and reluctant to part.

There is no evidence in the notebook, don't say lovesickness. I advised Yihong Window to get drunk, but it was too late.

Yu Meiren Nalan

Sorrow marks are everywhere, no one can save them, and dew is wet. The stroll is small and desolate. Xiaoxiang still has the old moonlight.

The fickle feeling turned into sadness and fatigue, and the music was heartbreaking. The red lettering on the wall is blurred, remembering that the hand in front of the lamp is an Iraqi book.

Make the bluebird take the book, hate to stay alone, hurt to leave home. Lipper

Jade bird flies from west to east, and I send you a book to thank Ma Gu. Lipper

The messenger didn't bring news to the pedestrians far away. The lilacs in the rain reminded me of sadness. Gine Lee

There is no news of geese on the sand, but partridges are singing among the bamboos. Gine Lee

Hongyan goes to the northwest because books and newspapers are everywhere. Lipper

How can I send a book without Hongyan, and how can I return it if I am heartbroken? Xiangziyin

Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Li Qingzhao

Since then, the brocade book has not been sent, and the painting building is unfounded. Yan Dao Ji

Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Lu you

This kind of feeling, writing incense vertically, depends on who made it. Liu Yong

Without telling anyone, sending incense notes in the air is more cheerful before asking. Ouyang Xiu

Small print on incense sends clouds. Thin waist is not learning from Chu, broadband is missing you. Chao Bu Zhi

You have to send colorful stationery and rulers to know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide. Yan Shu

Hankou Pisces white brocade scales, so that those in power can report their lovers. Lipper

Suddenly on the river, spring comes back to Yan, and books are found in the clouds. Lipper