I beg you, the more poems by Ling Xiao and Bai Mengyue, the better. Please help me. Thank you. I want love, love, pursuit, confession...

Chrysanthemums bloom in the cold autumn wind

The rain breaks and the fallen leaves return

The autumn geese have returned south after being deeply hurt

I feel good about leaving the scars. Ashamed

Love and Autumn Wind Marry the Northwest

Autumn Chrysanthemum Scenery on the Mountain during the Daytime

Nightmare Lady Appreciating the Autumn Wind

The moon is setting and the crows are crowing often Siyin

We welcome you sincerely in the early morning,

There is no one living in Xiaoxiang Island Pu.

The moss in Yongxiang is deep and half-open,

The distant trees should pity the spring in the north.

To love the king and cultivate politics is to cultivate one's morality,

A fisherman in the white clouds stays in the window.

The dream soul always envy Jinshan guest,

The moon comes to Junshan and I am half awake from the wine.

We welcome you sincerely in the early morning,

There is no one inhabiting Xiaoxiang Island Pu.

The moss in Yongxiang is deep and half-open,

The distant trees should pity the spring in the north.

To love the king and cultivate politics is to cultivate one's morality,

A fisherman in the white clouds stays in the window.

The dream soul always envies Jinshan Guest,

The moonlight is about to reach the Changmen Hall.