At the end of the year, I don’t go back to my hometown. I resent the moon and worry about who the smoke is. ——Yan Jidao's "Partridge Sky: Misty Catkins Flying on the Street"
It took five years to dream of the world, but the scenery remains the same when I return. ——Su Shi's "Huanxi Sand"
Thousands of years of past events have faded away. The pros and cons of idleness are even worse. ——Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River· Thousand-foot Cliff Cutting Green"
I accidentally fell into the dust net and was gone for thirty years. ——Tao Yuanming, "Returning to the Countryside"
If a strong ambition has not grown old, it will still be like a ghost after death. ——Lu You's "Shu Anger"
The desolate land of Bashan and Chushui has been abandoned for twenty-three years. ——Liu Yuxi "Rewarding Lotte at the First Banquet in Yangzhou"
Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year. ——Tang Yin's "Song of Peach Blossom Temple"
Having a dream of Yangzhou for ten years will wash your eyes for those who tell the time. ——Huang Tingjian's "Partridge Sky·Purple Chrysanthemums, Yellow Flowers, Wind and Cold Dew"
Ten years of dreaming, can only be astonishing. ——Qin Guan's "Man Ting Fang·Dawn Colorful Clouds Blooming"
Ten years of separation pass by at the speed of light, and white prime ministers meet again.
——Ouyang Xiu "Picking Mulberries: The Speed ??of Light Is Different in Ten Years"