If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level.
The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.
People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world.
When relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, their hearts are filled with ice in a jade pot.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.