You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating your life from mine. Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven. The road is so dangerous and far away, when I meet you, can I know when? North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become. Clouds cover the sun, and wanderers ignore it. Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end. Don't give up donations, try to add meals!
Wang Wei's red beans
When those red berries come in spring,
Wash your southern branches.
Give me a hug and go home,
As a symbol of our love.
Li Shangyin's Jinse
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings.
Every flower has a youthful interval.
Saint Zhuangzi daydreaming, bewitched by butterflies,
The king's longing for spring is crying in the cuckoo.
Mermaid shed pearl-like tears in the green sea of the moon,
The blue fields breathe their emeralds to the sun.
A moment that should last forever,
Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
Liu Yong's Klang Ganzhou
Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold.
The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings.
This is a decline in prosperity, not a decline in Ran Ran's prosperity.
Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound.
Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home.
Sighing where these years have gone, why do you have to stay in a strange land for a long time?
How many times have I missed seeing beautiful women and makeup houses? Who knows how to get back to the boat?
Are you worried about knowing me and leaning on the dry place?
Liu Yong's Lin Yuling
Cold and sad, I was late for the pavilion and the shower stopped at the beginning. The door is empty, I miss it, and the blue boat urges me to send it. I held my hand and looked at me with tearful eyes, but I was speechless. I thought about it, thousands of miles away, the twilight sank into the sky. Affectionate feelings have been hurt since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of being left out in the clear autumn festival. Where will you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng, the waning moon. After the New Year, it should be a good time to exist in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?