1. Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing we had met before she was married. ——From Zhang Ji's "Ode to a Chaste Woman: A Letter to Master Li Sikong in Dongping"
2. When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. ——From Yan Shu's "Jade House Spring·Spring Hate"
3. I can't write it into a book, I can only send it to you and miss me a little. ——From Zhang Yan's "Jie Lian Lian·Lone Goose"
4. You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow. ——From Bai Juyi's "Meng Wei Zhi"
5. It is useless to think of lovesickness, but melancholy is pure madness. ——From Li Shangyin's "Untitled: Heavy Curtains and Going Deeply to Mochou Hall"
6. Stop thinking about your homeland with old friends, and try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth. ——From Su Shi's "Wang Jiangnan·Transcendent Taiwanese Works"
7. People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but you can't see home even if you look to the end of the world. ——From Li Gou's "Homesickness"
8. Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up. ——From Li Shangyin's "Untitled·It's Hard to Say Goodbye When We Meet"
9. The dream comes at night and suddenly returns home. Small Xuan window. Dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. ——From Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao"
10. Change my heart for yours, and then we will know each other and remember each other deeply. ——From Gu Kuai's "Complaining of Heartfelt Love: Where Will People Go in the Everlasting Night"
11. A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, and a light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years. ——From Huang Tingjian's "Send to Huang Jifu"
12. Thinking of you is like running water, there is no end to it.
——From Xu Qian's "Thoughts on the Chamber"