The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's "Chitose"
The beast furnace sinks hookah, and pieces of green marsh flowers write the biography of acacia. -Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"
What occasion? See this lover. -The Book of Songs in the Tang Dynasty.
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
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... —— Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.
He is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses it. -Kuang Zhouyi's "Reducing the Word Huanxisha"
Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. Ladies make gentlemen. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs Nan Zhou Guanluo"
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 "Bu Operator"
A thousand daughters buy each other like gifts. Who can complain about this situation? -Xin Qiji's "Fishing"
There is no doubt about love when you are married. -Su Wu's "Getting Married"
Don't refuse to say that beautiful oath because of possible change, and don't be afraid to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting because of possible separation. -Xi Murong's Seal
May I be like a star, like the moon, shining every night. -Fan Chengda's "Car Yao Yao"
Shen Yan, a fish, traveled around the world and began to believe in the separation of human beings. -Dai Shulun's acacia.
For my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply. -Gu Zhen's Confessions
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night. -Yu's Sorrow and Hope in Jiangling
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . -Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems (No.6)
Hate is not as good as believing, and acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep. -Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"
Endless acacia tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building. -Cao Xueqin's Red Bean Poems
Under the moon that year, we were drunk like scenes of dreams, and the gentle breeze blew you and me. -Qin Guan's "Eight Six Sons"