Poems of middle-aged love:
1. Acacia has no reason to see, and I look forward to the cool breeze. -Li Bai's "Folding the Lotus with a Gift"
2. It is fine to lean on the dangerous building. Looking forward to the spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke. Who understands why mutely on the rails I lean?
3. Go to the West Building without words, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
4. mermen weep their pearly tears down a moon-green sea, and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever, blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun and has come and gone before I knew.
5. Holding hands and staring at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked. I miss a thousand miles of smoke and waves, and the dusk is heavy.
6. It used to be difficult for the sea to touch water, forever amber. -Tang Yuanzhen's Five Poems of Leaving Thoughts
7. Life is precious, love is more expensive, and the hand that holds your hand grows old with your son.
8. Ask you about your career, Danzhou, Huizhou, Huangzhou.
9. Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. -Le Wan's "Bu Operator"