Accompanied by old poems

Life and death are generous, caring for each other. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous The Book of Songs.

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. -Yuan Zhen's "Thinking from Four Poems"

The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's "Chitose"

Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. 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 become one can we break with you. Evil soul