1 The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don’t regret it at all. I feel haggard because of the beauty. －Liu Yong's "Feng Qiwu"

2 The relationship between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs Beifeng Beats the Drum"

3 If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? －Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal"

4 When will we know each other when we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

5 If there is a beautiful woman, you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. -Anonymous "Phoenix Qin Song"

6 Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. －Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Li Si"

7 The king is like dust on the road, and the concubine is like muddy cement. They rise and fall in different ways. When will they meet in harmony? －Cao Zhi's "The Moon Ascends a High Building"

8 The two farewells are desolate, and the most indescribable one is the bright moon. -Nalan Xingde's "Yu Meiren"

9 There is talk of lovesickness at the bottom of the acacia tree, and Silang hates it and Langlang doesn't know it. －Liang Qichao's "Taiwan Bamboo Branch Poems"

10 Since the king came out, the bright mirror and the dark will not cure it. Missing you is like running water, there is no end to it. －Xu Qian's "Room Thoughts"

11 When we see each other, it is as if we have not seen each other. How can being affectionate seem to be ruthless? - Sima Guang's "Moon over the Xijiang River"

12 Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. －Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai"

You will not grow old for 13 days, and love will never end. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. -Zhang Xian's "Qianqiu Sui"

14 It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight. －Huang Jingren's "One of Two Lovely Poems"

15 It is useless to think of lovesickness, but melancholy is pure madness. －Li Shangyin's "Third of the Six Untitled Poems"

16 I know that my body and my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river. －Li Shangyin's "Wandering Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn"

17 People's sentiments have become less sentimental, and now they are really not sentimental.

－Nalan Xingde's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi"