Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about my youth. I cried and cried, and my eyes were red with tears. ——Bai Juyi's "Pipa Play"

I am now in a state of confusion due to illness. I only dream of idle people, not of you. ——Yuan Zhen's "Rewarding Le Tian's Frequent Dreams"

"Giving One of the Disciples from the Nanping Prefecture to His Disciple"

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The young man was dissatisfied , down and out with no place to live.

I am willing to follow the young master and want to catch fish that swallow the boat.

I often drink wine to chase the scenery, and my ambition is far from fame.

No one is hoeing at the bottom of Lansheng Valley, and clouds are curling up in the sky above the mountains.

The emperor of the Han Dynasty galloped his horse, and the red army greeted Xiangru on the Shu road.

Nine gates of heaven pay homage to the saint, and the dragon’s face reveals the spring of the world.

Tong Ting’s left and right shouted long live, congratulations to the Ming Lord for his end.

Hanlin returns to Yingxiao with his pen, who can see the majestic Lin Pavilion.

Chengen entered Yintai Gate for the first time and wrote a book alone in Jinluan Hall.

The stirrups are carved with dragon hooks, white jade saddles, and the elephant beds are decorated with gold plates.

Those who laughed at me for being humble at that time came to invite me to have sex with me.

Once Xie was ill and traveled across the rivers and seas, there were a few people who knew each other from the past.

The front door always bows to the back door, making friends today will change tomorrow.

My love for the mountains is unwavering, and I will follow whatever you do.

I dreamed of spring grass growing in the pond, which made me write poems for climbing the building.

After the farewell, I heard about Linhai's work from afar, which shows how the sheep can harmonize with each other.

"Chou Nuer·Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall"

Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty

The young man does not know the feeling of sorrow and falls in love with the upper floors. Falling in love with the upper floors, I force myself to express my sorrow in order to compose new words.

Now that I know all the sorrow, I can’t stop talking. I wanted to give it up, but I said it was a cool autumn.

5. "Qinyuanchun·Changsha"

Mao Zedong

In the cold autumn of independence,

The Xiangjiang River goes north,

Look at the mountains covered with red,

the forests are dyed;

the river is full of green,

hundreds of boats vying for the current.

The eagle strikes the sky,

the fish flies to the shallow bottom,

all kinds of frost compete for freedom in the sky.

Sad and lonely,

Ask the boundless earth,

Who is responsible for the ups and downs?

I brought hundreds of couples on a trip.

Reminiscing about the glorious past.

Just a young classmate,

in his prime;

a scholarly student,

scolding Fang Qiu.

Pointing to the country,

stimulating words,

the dung soil was like ten thousand households.

Have you ever remembered that,

when you hit the water in the middle of the current,

the waves stopped the boat?

6. "Poppy Beauty"

Jiang Jie

The young man is listening to Yuge upstairs. The red candle dims the tent. A young man listens to the rain and is a guest in the boat. The river is broad and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are calling the west wind.

Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut. There are stars on the temples. Joys and sorrows are always ruthless. Before the first term, every step until dawn.