An ancient poem about two people falling in love.

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Looking at the moon and remembering the past

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. Cut plums. The lotus root fragrant jade moistens autumn.

Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. Sumuge

I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. Operator. I live at the source of the Yangtze River.

I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. Operator. I live at the source of the Yangtze River.

I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day. yellow

Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Untitled last night's stars and wind

Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

Ask what love is in the world, and teach people to live and die together. Touching Fish and Qiu Yan's Ci