Idioms or poems that sound homophonic to Yin and Yan

When the swallow flies away, its feathers are lost, and its son returns home. It is sent far away into the wild, where it can’t be seen and can’t be reached, and weeps like rain. From "The Book of Songs·Yanyan"

When the swallow returns, the green water is surrounded by people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and the world is far away...

I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

At the age of Geng Yin, I entered Badong Xia and lay down to hear the sound of the ape under the moon. I have been poor for twenty-nine years but still think about my previous life.

When Baizhang Gengyin went up to the gorge, it is still as strong as the early stage. Why do I sigh when my family changes secretly? Who is the old man in the mirror?