The verses that hint at melancholy are as follows:
1. When you are frustrated, you still talk alone, and you only know how sad you are. ——Zhang Ji's "Thoughts on Journey to Jibei"
2. Floating clouds can always block the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad. ——Li Bai's "Ascending the Phoenix Terrace in Jinling"
3. Red and pink tears are shed in sorrow, and the eyebrows are cut in spring and the mountains are green. ——Niu Qiao's "Bodhisattva Man·Dancing skirt fragrant and warm golden mud phoenix"
4. There is no one on the Tianjin Bridge, and I am alone leaning on the railing to watch the sunset. ——Huang Chao's "Self-titled Portrait"
5. The stream is deserted, opening and closing one after another. ——Wang Wei's "Xinyiwu"
6. When you look at the bright moon, you should shed tears. You have many thoughts and five places in one night. ——Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon and Feelings"
7. No one cares about the peaches and plums in the deep palace, but I hate my old love and beauty now. ——Yuan Haowen's "Jade House Spring·The Jingsha Hunting Wind Forms"
8. Yunshan has intentions, Xuanshang has no plan, and the tears of fame and fame are blown away by the west wind. ——Liu Zhi's "Sheep on the Hillside·Reminiscences of Yancheng"
9. Looking at Shimangchang, you hide your tears and mourn for eternity. ——Li Bai's "Ding Duhu Song"
10. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow the wind until the night is west. ——Li Bai "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Longbiao was far away and sent this message"
11. The osmanthus leaves have not been painted on the eyebrows for a long time, and the remaining makeup and tears stain the red gauze. ——Jiang Caiping's "Thank You for the Pearl"
12. There are infinite painting hands in the world, but it is sad that they cannot be painted. ——Gao Chan's "Jinling Evening View"
13. Playing the flute in the cold mountains calls for the return of spring, and the immigrants look at each other with tears in their clothes. ——Li Yi's "Hearing the Flute on a Spring Night"
14. There are many new ghosts crying in war, but only the old man sings sadly. ——Du Fu's "To the Snow"
15. I want to kiss the willow flowers and whisper, but I am afraid that the willow flowers will be frivolous and will hurt the spring.
——Huang Xiaomai's "Hunan Spring Night Moon Near Qingming"