Where will the moonlight be whiter for you to see?
When will the mood be more timid to you?
Which blood vessel did you follow to find the place where the sun rises?
Along which river do you feel the maximum vital capacity of life?
Face alone
Open windows are the wings of the sky.
The door is the bag of the soul.
Face alone
With tears in my eyes, I look forward to returning to the west.
There are poems in the lamp, thanking the warmth of relatives.
Miss everything
-(Dedicated to relatives)
Years will leave rough marks on the old forehead.
Your kind smile touched me so much.
The road ahead will end peacefully.
Your warm words make me suffocate and heartache.
There is no meeting in the afterlife, if there is.
Maybe it's my nature.
There is no common life, and if there is,
I think it was in an early morning dream.
Missing at Naiheqiao.
Three thousand weak waters and the wind separated by yin and yang
Day after day, you can't send away brocade, fur and weak clothes.
Meet every night, leaving only hot summer and cold winter.
3,000 years of incense burning prayers.
The fate of walking in worship and worship for 500 years
Give charity and pray to meet again after three lives.
I just want to hug each other for a moment when I dream.