The verses recalling my parents are as follows:
1. When I first heard that the geese were gone, there were no cicadas, and the water a hundred feet high reached the sky. The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon.
2. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
3. The spring breeze is greening the south bank of the river again. When will the bright moon shine on me again (Wang Anshi's "Boating the Boat on Guazhou")
4. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to visit the beautiful lady. (Su Shi's "Shui Diao Ge Tou")
5. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
6. The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
7. There is a bright moon on the sea, the end of the world is at this moment. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.
8. Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the night rain in Bashan. (Li Shangyin's "Night Rain Sends to the North")
9. Look up at the bright moon and lower your head Missing my hometown. (Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts")
10. When you come from your hometown, you should know about it. Tomorrow, in front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed.
11. In Ji Sou’s Huangquan, old spring should be brewed. If there is no Li Bai on the night stand, who can I sell wine to?
12. Fifty strings of brocade strings are played for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled thousands of times, but it was already at a loss.
13. The dense locks and passes cover the green moss, and the corridors and deep pavilions wander here and there. The prophet is aware that the wind is blowing and the moon is dizzy, but the flowers are still cold and have not yet bloomed. The bat flicks the curtain and the signal finally turns, and the mouse climbs through the window net to make a small guess. The light behind the lamp alone illuminates the lingering fragrance, and I still sing at night.
14. I have had few close friends throughout my life, and I have been very considerate to many palace merchants. How much more can we argue about after a century? Empty win snow temple invasion. Cross the immortal bird road and go around the deep clouds. I want to hang the sword in front of the grave, but I listen to the music on my knees and carry the music with me to find him.
15. In the past, we joked about the things behind us, but now they are all happening before our eyes. The clothes have been worn, but the needle and thread are still there. I still miss my old love and pity my maidservant, and I also gave him money in my dream. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor and lowly couples suffer from everything.
16. Sitting idle and grieving for the king also grieves for oneself, how many years are there for a hundred years? Deng You had no children and found out about his fate, but Pan Yue wasted no time in mourning his death. No matter where you look at the same acupuncture point, it will be more difficult to predict his destiny. But I will keep my eyes open all night long to repay you for not raising my eyebrows in my life.
17. Xie Gong loves girls the most, so he marries Qian Lou and is a good boy. I have no clothes to search for a bag of watermelon, and he is selling wine and pulling out gold hairpins. The wild vegetables add to the meal, and the sweet and tall grasshoppers add to the meal, while the fallen leaves add fuel to the ancient locust trees. Today's salary exceeds 100,000 yuan, and I will pay tribute to the emperor and resume the camp.
18. Everything will be different if we go through Changmen again. How can we come back differently? After the parasol trees were half dead and the frost cleared, the white-headed mandarin ducks flew away without their companions. The grass on the original land is exposed to the first light, and the rain still lingers on the new ridge in the old habitat.
Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who will stay up late at night to mend clothes?