I especially liked this poem when I was a teenager, and described "missing" to the extreme.
I am so old that I don't know what acacia is. I didn't know what lovesickness is. I love lovesickness. This lovesickness is because of you.
You see, I miss you, and the whole person is light, as if walking in the clouds. I am like catkins flying all over the sky in April, and I have nowhere to rest. I feel as if there is only one breath left. If I die tonight, will you come to see me?
When do I miss you most? Of course, when the lights are dim and there is a glimmer of light. Of course, when the Hu Ming of the moon is dark and only the semicircle is not round, I think I am alone and I feel incomplete. If you are by my side, it is complete, just like bright candlelight, just like the full moon on the horizon. This is what the world should look like.
The author of this poem is Xu Zaisi, and the qupai is Gui Gui Ling.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, you live at the tail of the Yangtze River, I am on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, you are on the beach, I am Han Hong, and you are Xu Wenqiang. Well, there seems to be something wrong with the style of painting, and I have habitually gone astray. Anyway, we are far away. I want to see you every day, but I can't see you at all. We can see the same river every day. We drink tap water from the same river. This is our only contact at present.
When the water in the Yangtze River stops flowing, my thoughts about you will be over.
This sentence is very similar to "evil spirits". The mountains have no edges, the rivers are endless, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth become one can I break with you. What I said is impossible. Only when these impossible things happen will I not miss you. This flag is tough enough, and the seas run dry and the rocks crumble. This feeling will never change.
Although I speak very well, my idea can't go unrewarded. I hope your heart is the same as mine. Don't betray my love for you. Kind of like moral kidnapping.
Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end.
I think you are thin and old. I miss you so much that I didn't notice the passage of time
After reading this song, I will think of Zheng Chouyu's sentence "The face is like a lotus flower in the season" and Bobby Chen's sentence "The Taiping old man is still waiting for him to return from the battlefield" in One Night in Beijing. I think the best way to reflect the thickness of missing is to wait. Because of you, I am willing to wait. You are also worth waiting for. My beautiful face is fading like a lotus flower. I am willing to wait for you all my life. Can't wait in this life, wait in the afterlife. Anyway, compared with you, the passage of time is really nothing.