Entering my lovesickness door, you know that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness makes you remember each other, and short lovesickness makes you infinite. ——Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

Still water flows deep, and the sound of music is played; in three lives, the clouds and sunshine come and go, and the joys and sorrows of one day are separated and reunited.

Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first. ——Li Qingzhao's "Wulingchun"

There is no soft love in a hard city. Life is not Lin Daiyu, and it will not be charming because of sadness. —Xu Zhimo

The beauty is far away, the lovesickness is painful, the feelings are many, and it is difficult to deal with them. The love lasts for ten years and lasts for hundreds of years, and the lovesickness cannot be ignored until it is over. ——Xiao Ding's "Zhu Xian"

Once the spring is gone, the beauties grow old, and the flowers fall and the people die.

—Cao Xueqin