Beyond the mountains is the sea

Is that you on the other side of the sea

Thinking like this

My heart spreads its wings

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Missing you

It is the wings of loneliness

Flying melancholy in memory

How are you

Looking up at the indifferent Blue sky

My heart is asking quietly

I don’t know where you are

Are you running in the noisy city

Or walking in the city? Brilliant scenery

Are the maple leaves falling there?

The sky is still full of snowflakes

Are you okay?

Are you tired from the busy work?

Do you still whisper melancholy in your sleep?

I think of the way you smile

I miss your meditation and your frown

Thin The clouds

cannot carry long memories

How are you

I am asking silently in my heart at this moment

Tonight

Don’t dare to miss you

Afraid that the arrows of longing will penetrate the heavy night sky

Stir up your moon-like dream

I know that in this life

they cannot intersect or are parallel

The multi-dimensional world

Silent concern

It is us The only unchangeable eternity

Bai Juyi, who left the court in the rain and snow due to his inclinations

The returning horses filled the nine thoroughfares one after another, and the three days of leaving the court were covered with mud.

I wonder if it’s raining and snowing in Jiangling Mansion. Can I avoid going to the Yamen today?

Zhongshu Lianzhi Hanshi is not attributed to Huaiyuanjiu Bai Juyi

On Qingming Day last year, Nanbagu County Tower.

This year’s Cold Food Night, Fengchitou, Xi Province.

It is difficult to follow the old escort when you meet someone new.

Sincerely, if you value grass, you will be worried about flowers.

The hair on the temples grows day by day, and time flies by.

We stay in different places during spring, why are we different in Chungju?

When I first came out of the customs, I sat in the hotel pavilion at night and wrote to Prince Huai.

There is no chance to sit among the guests, but it is a pity to be separated from the crowd outside the customs.

When the candle light goes out, the lotuses dry up and the raindrops smell.

I will cherish my friends forever, and my loneliness will linger in the clouds.

Huai Wuzhong Feng Xiucai and Du Mu

The grass outside Cheung Chau Garden is growing green, but the journey is far away.

The only thing I can't forget now is the mist of dusk and the autumn rain crossing the maple bridge.

As a gift to Fan Ye and Lu Kai

Fold the flowers and send them to the people in Longtou.

There is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just send a spring branch.

Hengyang and Mengfen parted ways to say farewell to Liu Zongyuan

After ten years of languor, he arrived in Qinjing, but he unexpectedly turned out to be a layman.

The old road in Fubo is windy and smokey, and the grass and trees in Wengzhong's ruins are flat.

Just use carelessness to attract material discussion, don’t use words to occupy the time and name.

Now there is no need to say goodbye by the river, just weeping and walking away.

Gifts to Liu Jingwen and Su Shi

The lotuses are gone and there is no rain cover, and the chrysanthemums are still covered with proud frost branches.

You must remember that the best times of the year are orange and green.

My old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west.

Fireworks descended on Yangzhou in March.

The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky.

Only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.