Where is your family? Near here, next to the fishing pond? Let's hold up our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..
Li Bai, Long March
My hair just covered my forehead. I was picking flowers and paying money at my door. At this moment, you, my love, were riding a bamboo horse, trotting in circles and throwing green plums.
Cui Hu's "South Village of Capital"
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
A Letter to a Friend in the North on a Rainy Night by Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.