Seek a poem that I can't bear to go out with my lover.

Zhang Xian's Thousand Years: Love is hard to get rid of before the day is old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

Ouyang Xiu's Waves on the Sand: It is endless hate to gather and disperse in a hurry. This year's flowers are better than last year's, but next year's flowers are even better, and then we will know who we are with.

Yu Linling of Liu Yong: Holding hands and staring at tears, I was speechless and choked up.

Yan's several "Qingping Music": the ferry is green and the branches are separated.