Spring grass grows in the head of Baidicheng, and the Qingjiang River in Sichuan is at the foot of Baiyan Mountain.
Southerners come up to sing a song, but northerners don't come up to be nostalgic.
Tang Song Wen Zhi of Crossing Jianghan
Away from home, winter goes and spring comes, and I am eager to get news. Now, close to my village, meet people and dare not ask.