I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.
Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia? -The article "Two Southern Songs/New Poems"
I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever. -Zhuo Wenjun's "White-headed Song"
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Ling Chun Qing"
I long to know you, long live, this heart will never fade. Unless the towering mountains disappear, unless the raging rivers dry up. Unless thunder rolls in the cold winter, unless it snows heavily in the hot summer, unless heaven and earth meet and connect, I dare to abandon my feelings for you until such a thing happens! -Anonymous "Shang Xie"
When you enter the door of lovesickness, you will know the suffering of lovesickness. -Li Bai's "357 words/autumn wind words"
Acacia is useless. I regret meeting you. -Zhu Yizun's Memories of Youth Flying Flowers
Between water and water, there are no words. -Anonymous "All the Way to the Altair"
I once said goodbye to Beauty Bridge, but I wish I could never hear from you again. -Liu Yuxi's "Yang Liuzhi/Liuzhi Ci"
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other. -Li Bai's "357 words/autumn wind words"
A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. -anonymous "official Luo"
Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. -Fan Zhongyan, "Su Muzhe Nostalgia"
Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness. One inch or a thousand strands. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"