The saddest poem in Tang poetry and Song poetry.

Su Shi wrote this poem "Jiangchengzi" to his dead wife Wang Fu, and felt ashamed every time he read it.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless.

Never think, never forget.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Even if we don't know each other when we meet,

Face covered with dust, temples like frost.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home.

Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.

Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

It is expected that the heartbreak will break every year.

Moonlight night, short matsuoka.