There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you!
The Book of Songs
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns to Li Bai?
In heaven, I wish I were a wing bird, growing together on the earth, two branches of a tree. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.