Those poems with three-character classics

Thousands of miles away, the long smoke and the sunset pass. -Fan Zhongan's "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"

Fifty strings ring beyond the Great Wall, and soldiers are stationed in the battlefield in autumn. -"Broken Array" Xin Qiji

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

-Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting