Modern poetry is no less than 20 lines.

Shang Meihu Yan Bing

Xue Rui put on a little light makeup,

Smell plum blossoms again,

How many lovesickness worries,

The wind messed up the curtains and made them sad.

Ice and light,

Quiet and cool,

Blurred stars disturb the mind,

Wake up in your eyes and go to sleep.

Things change,

There are two kinds of dissatisfaction,

Red candles float in the wedding room,

Ask you where the end of the world is?

Pipa wound,

A cup of green tea is cold,

A plum blossom is fragrant alone,

A touch of comfort stained with silver frost.

Forever love

Hu

Do you know that you are locked in a pigeon?

Do you know that he is no longer in Hezhou?

Knowing that she is no longer my lady,

You are a friend of a gentleman.

Whether it's spring, summer, winter or autumn,

Whether it is cold or hot, snow or rain.

For the power of love,

Let the hammer of the ladder ring endlessly.

Not for your wealth and wealth,

Just to be together for life.

For an unchanging belief,

More than 6,000 steps make you walk easily.

You sweat a lot,

Wrote eternal love.

Used kerosene lamps for half a century,

Confirmed a pair of people who never give up waiting.

The faintness of the thorny forest,

The thinness of the wooden bridge.

The end of noble love,

You two are still holding hands.