Tang dynasty: Bai Juyi crows and magpies make noise and faint trees, and those who eat cold food in Qingming will cry.
The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the spring grass in the tomb is green.
Pear blossoms reflect poplar trees, full of parting places.
I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.
The deceased is like a husband.
Han dynasty: people who die anonymously are rare every day, and those who come are close every day.
Looking straight outside Guo's door, I saw the mountains.
The ancient tomb plows the fields, and the pine and cypress destroy the wages.
I hate many poplars in Taiwan, and I am worried about killing people.
Thinking about going home, I want to go home for no reason.
Songlines
Tang Dynasty: Why should I be sad when the ancients in Jiao Ran did not die?
Who was buried for nothing in the misty rain of Jiuyuan?
The same dust, the same finger.
Life is like this. What's the difference between floating clouds and running water?
A short song, a short song that will fall forever.
Ye Gong Liang Garden is famous, and spring grass and autumn wind hurt my feelings.
Why don't you learn from Jin Xian? A Wukong king has no life or death.
Guyi
Tang dynasty: there are many ancient tombs beside the ancient horse-grazing road.
Depression kills people, cicadas sing poplars.
Looking back at Wang Jingyi, dust and fog will gather together.
Wealth and security can continue and return to protect chastity.
Shuhuai
Tang Dynasty: Shangshanke lived in Yi Bei Road and had no neighbors for a hundred miles.
We don't want each other, but this is an isolated mountain.
Nangang night rustling, pine and cypress poplar.
Family members should have dreams, and distant guests have no intestines.
In the cold dew of white grass, in the mountains and the bright moon.
Dusk is a bitter song, and cold candles accompany you.