Starting from the north wind, try to see the accumulation of autumn shade.
From the diligent play, the fairy boat turned back.
Sorrow is like a long line, and it haunts me for thousands of miles.
The separation of feelings is broken, and the wind is different.
Don't go back when you are gone, and don't forget what is expensive.
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.