1. Without sacrifice, there will be no love; without love, there will be no happiness.

——Guo Moruo

2. Without flowers in spring, and life without love, what kind of world would it be.

——Guo Moruo

3. The golden comb of the waning moon,

I want to give it to the other girl,

The other person cannot see it.

The sound of flowing spring under the bridge is like weeping.

The dawn sun and the moon are crowned with laurels,

It is difficult to lift them up to the sky.

The blue sky can still be reached,

Life and separation make me melancholy.

——Guo Moruo's "Farewell"