Couplets written by calligrapher Wang Xizhi.

In the dark window behind, I don't know which one is embedded with such a pure dream. Like floating clouds above the hubbub, it is short-lived, but I don't know whether my life is short or night after night. The stitches on the embroidery and the words on the page are all fine, and they are written in the heart. Trouble is also a silent trouble, soaked by moonlight, especially eye-catching and subtle, I don't know where to start. When the moon went west, it was not clear. In the darkest moment, dreams and troubles have passed, and at dawn, geese have passed without a trace.