The lines of confession to girls are as follows:
1. Swallow in front of the old hall, and misty rain, flying together again. People grow old, spring grows well, and dreams are good. -Han Yuanji's "The Song of Six States"
2. if she but turned her head and smiled, there were cast a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of the Six Palaces faded into nothing. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
3. A foot of crimson is better than dust, and the old things are not as good as the new ones. The acacia peach pit is finally hateful, and there is no one else in Xu Yuanlai. Light a candle at the bottom of the well, and Lang Changxing will not go. Linglong dice Ann red beans, bone acacia know? -Wen Tingyun's "Two New Poems of Yang Liuzhi"
4. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, and it used to be a stunning photo. -Lu You's Two Poems of Shenyuan
5. The flowers in the spring are competing for hair, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?. -Li shangyin's untitled six songs
6. Acacia only exists on lilac branches and cardamom tops. -Wang Wei's "Eyes are charming and willows are gentle"
7. I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I don't see you, so I drink the Yangtze River water. When will this water stop? When has this hatred been? Just hope that your mind like my thoughts, will certainly not live up to this mutual miss. -Li Zhiyi's operator of divination
8. The white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. -
9. May I ask the river tide and the sea, what is your affection and concubine's heart? Hate is not as good as faith, and lovesickness begins to feel that the sea is not deep. -Bai Juyi's
1. There are mountains and rivers everywhere, and the wind and rain are more harmful to spring. It is better to pity the people in front of you. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha has always been young and limited"
11, and to draw the quick eye of Chou Yu, she touches a wrong note now and then. -Li Duan's "Listening to the Zheng"
12. When wine enters the sorrow, it turns into acacia tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Muzhe Nostalgia