Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. -Yuan Zhen
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
A long time ago, we joked that one of us would die, but suddenly, before my eyes, you left. -Yuan Zhen
Reading this like yesterday, who knows that he is dead. —— Pan Yue