Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them. ——Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao"
I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and you will live up to my love. ——Li Zhiyi's "Businessman·I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River"
The exquisite dice and the red beans make people miss each other deeply. ——Wen Tingyun's "Two Poems of Nan Ge Zi/Ci of Xintian Sheng Yangliu Branch"
Only if you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. ——Xu Zaisi's "Zhe Gui Ling·Spring Love"
Come into my lovesickness door and know that I am lovesick in pain. ——Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci"
If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? ——Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal·Xianyun Nongqiao"
Not seeing you for a day makes me miss you like crazy. ——Sima Xiangru's "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix/Qin Song"
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. ——Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms·Autumn with the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots and Remaining Jade Mats"
The sun is full of lust, the flowers are full of smoke, and the moon is bright, so I can't sleep. ——Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc·Part 2"
The orchids are beautiful and the chrysanthemums are fragrant. I cannot forget the beautiful woman in my heart. ——Liu Che's "Autumn Wind Ci"
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower. ——Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms, Autumn with the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots and Residual Jade Mats"
Thinking of you is like the full moon, which diminishes its brightness every night. ——Zhang Jiuling "Fu comes from the king"
Acacia is only on the lilac branches and the cardamom tips. ——Wang Yu's "The Eyes Are Beautiful· Willow Silks Are Softly Made"
I live in Beihai and Nanhai, and I can't thank you for sending me a message sent by a wild goose. ——Huang Tingjian's "Send to Huang Jifu"
My whole life is my heart, and I will bear your thousands of tears. ——Liu Yong's "Recalling the Imperial Capital·Thin Quilt and Small Pillow in the Cold Weather"
Lover complains about the distant night, but actually starts to miss him at night.
——Zhang Jiuling "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"