One night, the east wind made up thousands of trees and flowers, blowing off the stars and rain. BMW carved cars full of incense, the phoenix moved, the basin lights turned and the fish dragon danced all night. Xin Qiji
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. Ouyang Xiu
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Wang Wei