1. Jiang Jing, Shui Han, full of mountains and green hills, carrying the moon home. -Huang Tingjian's "Complaints"
2. Fog, a thousand miles of sunset. There are countless mountains. As red as rain. -Qin Guan's Pink Lip Taoyuan
3. Dreaming of a half-bed slanting moon, the small window wind touches the piano. -Wei Zhuang's "Qingpingle Wild Flowers and Weeds"
The night flowers are full of fragrance, and I wake up drunk in the middle of the night. -Dou Shuzhi's "Summer Night Cousin Nostalgia"
5. catkins are silent, tears fall in spring, clouds have shadows, and the moon has shame. -Wu Wenying's "Huanxisha"