Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.
Li shangyin
Usually, it is green, and Kong Wen mourns at midnight.
Today, it has not returned to the whole city, but the Jade Palace is still divided into Yuan Bo.
When he died, he remembered Huating and smelled the crane, and always worried that the royal family would cry for the bronze camel.
Although eternal change of heart is broken, it is not much more than hurting spring.