An ancient poem with exactly 80 words
such as;
line after line
Author: Anonymous
Traveling again and again, I will be separated from you forever.
More than ten thousand miles apart, each at the end of the world.
The road is long and blocked, but we know the meeting will be safe.
Huma follows the north wind and crosses the southern branch of the bird's nest.
We are far away from each other, and the clothes are fast.
The floating clouds cover the day, and the wanderer is reckless.
Thinking of you makes you grow old, and the years are suddenly too late.
Don’t give up donating, don’t return to the road, and work hard to get more food.
There is a tall building in the northwest
Author: Anonymous
There is a tall building in the northwest, and the top is even with the floating clouds.
There are sparse and beautiful windows, and the pavilion has three levels.
There is string singing on it, how sad is the sound!
Who can sing this song but Qiliang’s wife?
The Qing Shang Dynasty followed the wind, and the middle tune was lingering.
Sighing over and over again, generosity is more than sad.
I don’t care about the pain of the singer, but I regret that the sound of the music is rare.
I am willing to fly high like two swans.
The bright moon shines brightly at night
Author: Anonymous
The bright moon shines brightly at night, prompting the weaving to sing on the east wall.
Yuheng refers to Mengdong, how can all the stars align.
White dew touches weeds, and the seasons suddenly change.
Autumn cicadas sing among the trees, and black birds pass away peacefully.
In the past, my fellow disciples held high and vibrated the six feathers.
If you don’t want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.
There is a fight in the south and the north, and the oxen cannot bear the yoke.
What good is a false reputation if there is no solid foundation?