How beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement and sitting in the depths of her eyebrows.
You can see the bright tears on her cheeks now, but you can't see the man she loves so much.
Wang Fushi (Wang Jian)
Wangfu, the long river falls in yen and turns into stone, never looking back.
It rained on the mountain for days, and pedestrians returned to the stone.
Acacia and resentment (Ye Li)
Human nature is as deep as the sea, less than half of lovesickness.
The sea is still boundless, and lovesickness is boundless.
Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight.
Playing acacia, the string broke for a while.
These are my favorites ~ ancient ones ~ and a modern one ~ my favorites ~
Flowering tree
Author: Xi Murong
How can I meet you?
In my most beautiful moment
I prayed for this for 500 years.
Begging for it makes us have a dusty relationship.
Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
Please listen carefully when you come near.
The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting,
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
Friend, that's not a petal.
It is my withered heart.