1. Who can complain about loneliness? Counting the preface, the burden is always light.

——Liu Yong's "Yong Yu Le"

2. The bright moon is like frost, the wind is as good as water, and the clear scenery is infinite.

There are fish jumping in Qugang, round lotus pouring dew, and no one can see the loneliness.

——Su Shi's "Yong Yu Le·Pengcheng Overnight at the Swallow Tower"

3. The scenery is always lonely, and the official positions in the dynasty are all wasted.

——Bai Juyi's "Drunken Gift to the Twenty-Eight Envoy Liu"

4. Lonely fringed embroidery, leaning on the mountain pillow to arouse the fragrant dust, weeping with dew in the small courtyard in the thick of spring.

——Yan Xuan's "Huanxi Sand"

5. How can I be lonely and talk about my whole life.

It is the third watch of the night. A sad song filled with tears.

——Nalan Xingde's "Picking Mulberries"

6. In ancient times, the sages were all lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.

——Li Bai's "About to Enter the Wine"

7. The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.

——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"

8. Beside the broken bridge outside the post, it is lonely and ownerless.

It is already dusk, I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.

——Lu You's "Bu Shuzi·Yong Mei"

9. Silently, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu.

——Li Yu's "Happy Meeting"

10. When you are startled, you look back. No one can forgive you for your hatred.

I picked up all the cold branches and refused to live on them, and the lonely sandbank was cold.

——Su Shi's "Bu Suanzi·Residence at Dinghuiyuan in Huangzhou"

11. Hengfen Road, lonely when the flute and drum were played, the desolate smoke is still plain.

——Yuan Haowen's "Moyu'er·Yanqiu Ci"

12. Long live the name, and the loneliness behind you.

——Du Fu's "Two Poems of a Dream by Li Bai"

13. The ancient palace is lonely, and the palace flowers are lonely and red.

——Yuan Zhen's "The Palace"

14. Where does spring return? Loneliness leads nowhere.

If anyone knows where spring is going. Called to come back and live together.

——Huang Tingjian's "Qingpingle"

15. Spring is late in the lonely empty courtyard, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground and the door is closed.

——Liu Fangping's "Spring Resentment"

16. Lonely in the boudoir, there are thousands of sorrows in the soft intestine.

Cherish the passing of spring. What time will it start to rain?

——Li Qingzhao's "Red Lips: Thoughts on the Boudoir"