Ask when the sky is old? When will you ask for love?
I have a Qian Qian knot in my heart.
Thousands of knots can't be untied, and ups and downs are coming all over the garden.
When will this worry and hate? Who can know my heart and my feelings?
since I entered the heavy door that day, the wind has been silent and there is no trace of the moon.
Only with a lot on my mind, who is the one who tied the bell to solve it?
if it is a poem, the whole poem is:
several pelicans, and then reported to Fangfeixie.
Xichun turns the residual red, the rain is light and the wind is violent, and the plum blossom is green.
yongfeng willow, no one spends all the time flying snow.
don't pluck the strings, but you can talk about them.
it's hard not to get old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
it's too late at night, and the east window is not white and lonely.
These two sentences are famous in the work "Thousand Autumn Years" by Zhang Xian, a famous poet in the Song Dynasty. They are based on the metaphor that the sky is not old, and the heart is like a screen to describe the lingering consolidation of love.