The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me?
A person is a stranger in a foreign land, and misses his relatives during holidays.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.