Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
The deceased is like a husband, not giving up day and night (Confucius)
Life between heaven and earth, if fleeting, is only sudden. (Zhuangzi)
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle.
Invite for a drink
Author: Li Bai
Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return?
Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.
"Man Jiang Hong"-Yue Fei
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
"Move to Languan on the left to show my grandnephew"-Han Yu
A letter is typed in the sky, and eight thousand in Chaozhou Road in the evening.
Slow contrast:
Not seeing Sanqiu for a day.
A day is like a year.