The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Praise the teacher: silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night.
Children: Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
The children came back from school early, so they flew kites in the east wind.
When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
Homesick: Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.
A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day.
Wine turns into sorrow, into acacia tears.