The drunkard’s interest is not in wine, but in the mountains and rivers.

——Ouyang Xiu's "The Drunkard's Pavilion"

Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

——Li Yu's "Poppy"

Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out in the Qingqiu Festival!

——Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell"

The crowd searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, the man was there, in the dimly lit place.

——Xin Qiji's "The Sapphire Case"

If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?

——Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal"

Falling flowers and flowing water spring are gone, heaven and earth.

——Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha"

Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation.

——Li Yu's "Happy Meeting"