Wan Li stratus clouds, Qian Shan sunset snow, only to whom? -Yuan Haowen's "Fishing Qiu Yan Ci/Mai Beitang"
Facing the trees and leaves of other countries, I am lonely in the cold night. -Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on the Dam"
How much is an inch of tenderness? Thin pillow, dream back to peace, drizzle in the morning. -Hui Hong's Jade Case, Silk Huai Yan Liu Changting Road
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. -the first part of Li Bai's "Drinking Four Bright Moons Alone".
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun. -Na Lanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone"
High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. -Li Bai's "A Song of Sauvignon Blanc"
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain