Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case * Yuanxi" is a ten-year life and death, which is unforgettable without thinking. Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" has a slow voice, and Li Qingzhao looks for it, which is cold and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence!
It's too difficult to find one that meets the requirements completely. . . .