There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, but I am happy for you, but you don’t know it.
You live at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River.
It’s useless to be longing for lovesickness, but it’s just pure madness to feel melancholy. －Li Shangyin's "Third of the Six Untitled Poems"
Knowing that the body is here and the love is always there, I look at the sound of the river at the head of the river with regret. －Li Shangyin's "Wandering Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn"
People's sentiments have become less sentimental, and now they are really not sentimental.
－Nalan Xingde's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi"