1, it seems that this star is not last night, who is the wind dew standing in the middle of the night? Qing Huang Jingren's Sixteen Poems of Seven Huai's Back to the 15th.
The star in front of me is not the star of last night. Who did I stand in the wind for all night?
2, stained with clothes to wet apricot rain, blowing the face without cold wind. Shi zhinan's quatrains in Song Dynasty
The drizzle in the apricot blossom season, like deliberately wetting my clothes, never stops; The breeze blowing on the face can no longer feel the chill, and the green wicker dances with the wind, which is particularly embarrassing. 3, flying freely is as light as a dream, and the continuous rain is as fine as sorrow. Song Qin Guan's "Huanxisha Lonely and Cold to the Small Building"
Liu Xufei is like a dream, and the drizzle falls like my sorrow.
4. Life is everywhere. We know what it looks like. It should be like stepping through the snow in Hong Fei. From Su Shi's nostalgia for Mianchi's harmony in Song Dynasty.
What's it like running around all your life? It should be like Hong Fei stepping on the snow.
May I be like a star, like the moon, and shine every night. Fan Chengda's Che Yaopian in Song Dynasty.
How I wish I were a star and you were a moon. Every night, you and I shine bright white light.