Looking back in private with deep affection. Two green leaves remain. The man riding on the back of an elephant crosses the water first (Li Xun, "Nanxiangzi")
Only then does he send the spring back, and then the king. If you go to the south of the Yangtze River to catch the spring, you will stay there for thousands of years (Wang Guan's "Bu Shuanzi")
It's so late to sleep, and it's unforgettable, it's heartless and heartbreaking. (Yan Jidao's "Nanxiangzi")
The waning moon's face is bright, don't cry at dawn. (Niu Xiji's "Shengchazi")
In the grass-colored smoke and the lingering light, there is no word who would lean on the fence. (Liu Yong's "Butterflies Love Flowers")
After so many years, it should be a good morning and a good scene. Even if I have thousands of feelings, who can I tell anyone about it? (Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell")
Every inch of the soft intestine is full of pink tears. (Ouyang Xiu's "Traveling on the Shasha")
Everyone, please tell me, this is Yi's appearance, how can she be like Niannu. (Li Lu's "Pin Ling")
Ask in a low voice: Who are you staying at? It's been three o'clock in the city. The horses are slippery and the frost is thick, so it is better to leave. It is a journey with few people. (Zhou Bangyan's "Youth Travel")
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Youth Festival. (Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell")
How many teardrops can limit hatred, relying on the lantern. (Li Jing's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi")
My hometown is far away, when will I leave? (Zhou Bangyan's "Su Mu Zhe")
Thousands of sails are not the same, the water is long and the water is long, and the heart is broken in Bai Pinzhou. (Wen Tingyun's "Dream of Jiangnan")
I hate you not Jiang Louyue, north, south, east and west. North, south, east and west, there is no separation except for each other. I hate you but it’s Jiang Louyue who is still short of money. It's a loss for the time being, how long will it take to be reunited? (Lu Benzhong's "Picking Mulberries")
This year's flowers are redder than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be even better. I don't know who knows the same. (Ouyang Xiu's "Lang Tao Sha")
Tonight, there are only a few Yinggang photos left, and I am afraid that we will meet in a dream. (Yan Jidao's "Partridge Sky")
Gathering and separation are in a hurry, and the hatred is endless. Who knows how haggard my clothes will be when spring comes? (Mrs. Wei's "Wulin Spring")
With tears in her eyes, she asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. (Ouyang Xiu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers")
The sorrow of separation gradually becomes endless, and the distance is endless like spring water. (Ouyang Xiu's "Traveling on the Shasha")
The temples are pitiful and green, just because of the old lovesickness (Yan Jidao's "Sheng Chazi")
The place of nostalgia is Lan Zhou. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. (Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell")
The fallen flower man is independent, and the Wei Yuyan flies together. (Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal")
Hold hands while reading the moon pavilion, listen to the flute on the exposed bridge, and think about the past, like in a dream, tears dripping secretly. (Zhou Bangyan's "King of Lanling")
The tired guest from the south of the Yangtze River cannot bear to listen, and the music is too complicated. (Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Fang")
I plan to marry you and live in peace for the rest of my life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you cannot be ashamed. (Wei Zhuang's "Sidi Xiang")
I often get sick and drink in front of the flowers every day, and my beautiful face looks thin in the mirror. (Feng Yansi's "Magpies Stepping on the Branches")
Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we visit again? (Bai Juyi's "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River")
Growing up hates little entertainment, but is willing to love a daughter with a light smile. I hold wine for you to persuade the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers. (Song Qi's "Spring in the Jade House")
The music and songs disperse among the tourists, and they begin to feel the spring sky (Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberries")
It is dusk in the season, and I am bored and leaning against the door alone. ("Bodhisattva Man" by Wen Tingyun)
I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, and my hatred will not stop until I return. The moonlight person leans against the building. (Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc")
When will Wanli Yunfan arrive? Send away the lonely soul, the eyes are cut off by the green mountains. Who sings golden thread for me. (Ye Mengde's "Congratulations to the Bridegroom")
Don't return to your hometown before you are old, otherwise you will have to break your heart. (Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man")
The fragrance is not in the pistil, the fragrance is not in the calyx, the fragrance is deep in the bones. (Chao Buzhi's "Yanjiao'er")
As soon as the sound of Yangguan is heard, the sound of heartbreaking is gone, and I lean on the railing alone. (Liu Yong's "Youth Travel")
The clothes and belts are getting wider and wider, but they will never be destroyed, and the beauty will make people haggard. (Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers")
There are too many words, but the love is not over. Looking back, I still remember: I remember the green skirt and the fragrant grass everywhere. (Niu Xiji's "Sheng Cha Zi")
I wanted him to come back early from the expedition, but Teng Shen let me go into the blue clouds. (Dunhuang Ci)
Had I known that? I regret that I didn't lock the carved saddle. (Liu Yong's "Ding Fengbo")
I made all kinds of wishes before my pillow, and I want to rest until the green mountains fade away. (Dunhuang Ci)
Only in Guanshan is the moon tonight, thousands of miles away, the light is the same.
(Xie Yi's "Jiang Shenzi")