Li Ao's Poems

Don't love so much, just a little. The love of others is as deep as the sea, and my love is very shallow. Don't love so much, just a little. Other people's love is eternal, but mine is short-lived. Not so much, just a little. People give you the glad eye, and I only peek at you.

I like this, too. I have memorized it long ago. If it is correct, every sentence upstairs is marked with a "Yao"!