1. The wind abides in the dust and the fragrant flowers are gone. I am tired of combing my hair day and night. ——Li Qingzhao

2. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor and lowly couples suffer from everything. ——Yuan Zhen

3. Climbing high and spectacular, between heaven and earth, the vast river will never return. ——Li Bai

4. At the end of the day, people are far away from the drunkenness. The sky is full of wind and rain, and I go down to the west building. ——Xu Hun

5. I don’t know when I will be able to return home with you?——Wei Chengqing

6. Passionate but always ruthless, I can’t laugh in front of the bottle. ——Du Mu

7. I love you more and more every night, I am saddened by the bright moon, I miss you and my brocade quilt is cold. ——Wei Zhuang

8. When the spring breeze comes, the grass suddenly becomes full of butterflies. ——Li Bai

9. Wealth must come from hard work, and a man must read five cars of books. ——Du Fu

10. The waves in the river and the sky surge in, blocking the wind and clouds and connecting with the earth. ——Du Fu

11. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and the oriole sings in the deep trees. ——Wei Yingwu

12. The girl from the east neighbor smiled cleverly and greeted her on the mulberry picking path. ——Yan Shu

13. Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. ——Du Fu

14. Back then, I was as proud as the grass. The spring breeze is good every day. ——Xin Qiji

15. The shepherd boy rides the ox and his singing shakes the forest. ——Yuan Mei

16. Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and yellow beams are cooked in the new kitchen. ——Du Fu

17. How long does it take to have a spring dream? It scatters like autumn clouds and has no place to find. ——Yan Shu

18. Heaven and short-term karma make it easy to gather and disperse. ——Yan Jidao

19. The white clouds are thousands of miles away, and the bright moon is in front of the stream and behind it. ——Liu Changqing

20. The heart of remembering the king is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest. ——Yu Xuanji