1. Since ancient times, passion has hurt parting, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival! ---Liu Yong's "Rain Lin Ling·Cicada's Sorrow"
2. The moon waxes and wanes, the flowers bloom and wither, and I think about the most painful parting in life. ---Zhang Mingshan's "Putian Le·Yong Shi"
3. It's hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. ---Li Shangyin's "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"
4. Shuanlan sees off guests on Xianyang Road. If heaven is affectionate, it will also grow old. ---He Zhu's "The Golden Bronze Immortal Says Chinese Songs"
5. There is only the moon in the spring court, which is like a falling flower for someone who has left. ---Zhang Bi's "Sending People"
6. In the past, the snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow. ---Fan Yun's "Farewell Poems"
7. I urge you to drink another glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends.
---Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song/Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi"