About love, there are only words.

Yuan Zhen's "Send Three Lamentations" only felt that the long night was coming to an end, and it was a lifelong worry. Zhang Mi's passion is only the bright moon in the spring, so it is better to stay away from others. The good posture in Don Tu Mu's Farewell is thirteen years, living like a scepter in bud in early February. The spring breeze travels ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when you will roll up the bead curtain.

Affectionate but always ruthless, I feel proud when I can't laugh. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. Su Shi lived and died for ten years! 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, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. There is nothing to say, only a thousand tears. It is expected that every year will be heartbroken, moonlit, dwarf Songshan. Yan Songshu's Magnolia is ruthless, not sentimental or bitter, and it is still a thousand shares within an inch; When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.