Thank you very much for changing Li Shangyin's untitled poems into modern poems. Never copy and paste the original.

It's hard to see, and it's hard to see

Close at hand.

The east wind blows away a hundred flowers, and spring is far away.

Little silkworms don't spit until they die.

The swaying red candle has been dripping with tears until it burns out.

Look at how much white hair I have added in the mirror.

Sleepless for you, I just feel cold in Leng Yue.

Penglai wonderland should not be far away.

Ask the diligent bluebird to send the message of love.

I also counted some words specially, just one hundred words. Full live broadcast meets the requirements, hope to adopt!