1. Poems, lyrics, tunes, rhymes and lyrics that describe Shu (Sichuan) preferably Neijiang

Jincheng writes about Tang Gao Pian

Shu Jiangbo The shadows are long and green, and you can look around at the fireworks around the Jun Tower. I don’t know how much brocade there is, but when spring comes, it will hang on the treetops

Pearl River

Author and period: (Qing Dynasty) Zhang Huaiwei

Chang Hong’s blood turned into blue and dispersed into The abyss is thousands of feet.

The shark weeps and the dragon is angry, and the light shines brightly in the middle of the night.

(The Tuojiang River flows through the Zizhong-section, also known as the Pearl River. Legend has it that after Chang Hong was killed, his blood turned into jasper beads and fell into the river, hence the name. The moonlight on the Pearl River was one of the eight scenic spots in Zizhong in the past 1. )

Sending a friend

Author and period: (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

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Green mountains cross Beiguo, Baishui Around the East City.

This place is a different place, and the solitary tent has traveled thousands of miles;

The wandering clouds are like a wandering child, and the setting sun is about old friends.

I waved my hand and went away, the zebra chirped!

(Legend has it that Li Bai came to Neijiang to visit Fan Chongkai and wrote this poem as a gift before leaving. Fan Chongkai, courtesy name Jinqing, was born in Neijiang. He was the number one scholar in the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty (713-742 AD) and his "Ode to the Flower Calyx Tower" was praised by the Tang Dynasty. Xuanzong praised it as "the best in the world". The poem "green mountains stretch across Beiguo and white water surrounds the east city" is indeed a true portrayal of the scenery of Neijiang.)

Gongyu Jixing

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The county gate is leaning against the rock valley, facing Qingfeng all day long.

When I first became an official, I worked as a minister and spent three winters studying.

Forget about the machine and watch the gulls, watch the crops and get close to the old farmers.

The court can be crowded, and the seal is stamped with moss!

(Fan Zuyu, a native of Chengdu, once participated in the compilation of "Zizhi Tongjian". Zhezong was the minister of the Ministry of Rites at that time. He was later demoted. From 1064 to 1067 AD, he served as the magistrate of Zizhou Longshui County.

Guo Zi Zhong

Author and period: (Ming Dynasty) Yang Sheng'an

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The phoenix is ??talented and the head of the water is shining, and the singing luan is flying. Shanghuangzhou.

Wen Zhuangshu's Qiyun Pavilion, and the poem "Jinqing Huacalyx Pavilion" is written.

He Guo Baihuan once paid tribute, but Qinghai has not yet received all of it.

The temple corridor was finally used as a Pingce, and Xu Huo Chi Laoqiu was born.

(Yang Sheng'an, a native of Xindu, Sichuan, was the champion during the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty [1506-1522 AD]. In the poem, Uncle Zhuang refers to Zhao Kui. Zhao Kui, courtesy name Zhuang Shu, was born in Zizhou in the 21st year of Shaoxing in the Southern Song Dynasty. [A.D. 1151] He was the champion of Qin Hui, who was praised by the world for his bravery in fighting for power. His book "Qiyun Collection" was written by Jin Qing. In the Ming Dynasty, Neijiang was Zizhou. Jurisdiction.)

Except for the first one, they are all related to Neijiang... 2. Please help me write a poem or nursery rhyme about Neijiang Daqian culture

Find a Taiwanese poem Love's, traditional Chinese.

The ink lotus is silent - Huai Daqian layman

Grinding it out with the finest Hui ink

The last lotus

Suddenly a thousand hectares of waves rise from the chest

and then stop in a swirling circle

A dragonfly flying from the south dynasty

Standing peacefully On the slightly trembling branches

At this time, the water surged below

The surge was like the dancing cassocks of the Buddhas in Dunhuang

The clouds pushed and smoked in the mid-air

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A large piece of eternal blank space was removed

The ink was still dry

His cliff-like forehead suddenly sank

When the soft spring grass grew The beard

began to spread to another world

I was surprised to see a drop on the lotus leaf

The black tears

were slipping gradually Expand

Then

Roll down silently from a huge white wall

Postscript: Layman Zhang Daqian in April this year Passing away from the world ended his glorious life. His artistic achievements

are so high that he was once praised as "a thousand artists in five hundred years". In addition to admiring his artistry and his magnificent mind

, I have always been close to him. No origin. In January this year, I was invited to participate in the "International Chinese Literature and Art Camp" in Singapore.

After the meeting, a friend from Singapore asked me to bring a letter to be delivered to Daqian Lay Buddhists. After returning to Taiwan, I planned to visit Maya Jingshe in person. However, due to the continuous rain and busy schedule, I only sent the letter by registered mail. Unexpectedly

Daqian layman passed away suddenly two months later. It was a great pity to have such a bad relationship, so I wrote this little poem to express my condolences.

3. Poems about protecting the environment from Neijiang, Sichuan

Become residents’ registered residence, trees in the city

Separated from the essence of land and forests, green is a decorative color

Draw the thoughts of trees at night, in the distant wilderness

Noisy, you experience the personality of the city, a person full of emotions

Loneliness, the trees in the city, standing on the street

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Bearing the intrusion of flying dust and turbid air

The lonely man shed tears secretly

The nature of the tree gradually changed, and the falling leaves

Those wandering souls cannot find a way to return

The last winter is coming, and the branches reaching out to the sky are rugged

In an attempt to seize the gentleness of the season, these stray soldiers

The singing of birds, the Sanskrit sound that soothes the soul

A night of wind and rain, holding on to the roots of life and going deep into the soil

Moving forward, pursuing hard, the traces of the forest

Trees in the city, a natural flag

Gradually retreat

A bird's song

A bird's song cuts through the annoyance of the city

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The shadow of a passing bird is a beautiful arc

The face of the city is young and mysterious, and the fatigue comes from the soul

In the lonely moment, I heard a bird song crossing the The walls of the city

The woods in the distance, the flowing river

Calling my soul to follow them through the heavy world

The sound of birds coming from the nest Falling

In loneliness and destruction, more distant

The black mist in the chimney rises slowly, and the blue of the sky no longer appears

The river of life in winter Repeatedly heavy

Birds are chasing the nesting forests everywhere

These folk singers, some timeless songs

In the dreamland of the city at night, you are unremitting The agitation of the soul

The soul cannot be stable 4. Poems about love

I personally think Tsangyang Gyatso's poems are very good. I like "The Ten Commandments" very much and recommend it to you. Down.

First, it is best not to meet each other, so as not to fall in love. The second is that it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other.

Thirdly, it is best not to accompany each other, so as not to owe each other. Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.

The fifth is that it is best not to fall in love, so that you can not abandon each other. Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so that we can not meet.

The seventh is that it is best not to be incompatible with each other, so that there will be no negative consequences. Eighth, it is best not to agree to each other, so that there will be no continuity.

Ninth, it is best not to depend on each other, so you can not depend on each other. The tenth is best not to meet each other, so you can avoid getting together.

But we know each other once we have seen each other. It is better to see each other than not. Ande and you are inseparable, so we don't have to worry about missing each other in life and death.

Also, "Jiu Zhang Ji" is also very touching. The line that Ying Gu recited in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is from "Jiu Zhang Ji": The couple wants to fly together.

It’s a pity that the old man turns gray first. Green grass on the spring waves, deep in the cold dawn, bathed in red clothes.

I also like a poem by Nalan Rongruo: A pair of people from generation to generation compete for two ecstasies. If you miss each other but don’t love each other, who will be happy? There is a Han Dynasty Yuefu, with nineteen poems, all of which are acceptable. Like "Missing the king makes people grow old, and the years are suddenly too late. Don't return to the road after abandoning donations, and work hard to add food. A guest comes from afar and leaves me a letter." The upper part is about longing for lovesickness, the lower part is about long separation.

Put the book in your sleeve, and the words "three years old" will never die. I only care about the trivial things, and I am afraid that you will not notice.

Wencai double mandarin duck, cut into albizia quilt. The reason is longing for lovesickness, and the relationship is indissoluble.

Who can escape from the glue cast into the paint? . 5. 10 idioms, famous quotes and poems about love

Can't put it down, love can't help love the house and the bird, love and hate clearly, love people with virtue, love wealth as life, love talent as much as thirsty, love the old, salesy, love hair and fur, love people as sons. People should respect their parents, be kind to their children, be generous to poor relatives, and be polite to everyone.

—— Russell We love our nation, which is the source of our self-confidence. ——Zhou Enlai People not only have the right to love their country, but patriotism is an obligation and an honor.

—— Xu Teli I love my motherland and my people. Without it and them, I cannot survive, let alone write. ——Ba Jin What I call the virtues of democracy and country refers to love of the motherland, that is, love of equality.

This is not a moral virtue, nor a Christian virtue, but a political virtue. —— Montesquieu Love for the motherland is the purest, most sensitive, noblest, strongest, gentlest, most affectionate, gentlest and harshest emotion.

A person who truly loves his motherland is a real person in every aspect.

—— Suhomlinsky I am yours, my motherland! It's all yours, my heart, this soul; if I don't love you, my motherland, who can I love? ——Petofi Only by loving the motherland, deploring the severe suffering suffered by the motherland, and hating the enemy can we have the strength to participate in the struggle and achieve victory.

—— A. Tolstoy The motherland is more important than life. It is our mother and our land. —— Neruda We Poles have no right to leave our motherland when our country is enslaved.

—— Marie Curie's love poems ------ That day rapeseed flowers bloomed all over the mountains and fields. One day we will hide them in our hearts. You said with a bright smile that as long as there is love, our hearts If we don’t say goodbye, we must live a happy life. The day when time stops, the snow in the sky turns the earth into a silver world. The moment I hold your hand in the snow, I no longer think of all the images of the future that should be realized. Even the reasons for sadness are not there. I only danced on the piano with my hand grease and used it to render our future. The day we met for the last time. The harsh scorching sun burned my heart and respiratory tract. I smelled the burning smell. I only hope that everything is safe for you. I waved my hand and watched you go away. I will never see you again until I can't help but burst into tears and fall back to my comfort zone. The heart of the family seems to be drunk and no longer jumps and jumps. Maybe it will fall asleep early, maybe it is in pain. I will cry alone and shed bright red blood. Fragment of a love poem ----------- In both earphones, only slight breathing can be heard clearly. If there is no messy balloon, there will be intermittent sighs or gasps. "Do you remember?" A person's loneliness needs two people to comfort him. The situation is like running water. Just like the wish he made yesterday, holding hands under the shooting stars that accidentally crossed the sky, it will remain unchanged throughout his life. Even if the starry sky is not big, it will not change. When I hear the echo, I can feel the sweet ignorance that is filled with loneliness. It is the eternal youth and frivolity that will sprout a new life. We still can’t escape the fate. The envelopes are flying around like pieces of paper, and everything inside is expressionless indifference. Hidden is the fierceness and turbulence. Only the intersection of black and white remains. The painstaking writing once revealed all the sadness and longing of the reincarnation of the days. A warm and heartfelt sentence because we once had love. At work, I was so tired that I was numb. I never saw it. In the autumn when the fallen leaves are flying, there is no aimless sinking and decadence. I can still hear the familiar call "How are you?" I am not changed beyond recognition because of tears. Life is cut into sections. Looking from one grid to another, I see one piece, There is another blank space, unable to think in the dark and indulgent, so life is full. Wishes of Love Poems --------- We all have the same wish. Maybe it will bear fruit tomorrow, but it is also possible , is always a dead seed without someone to take care of it. It will also be covered by grass thorns and die when it blooms. The love of two people is like this, always swaying in the wind and rain, and there can be no smooth sailing. You said: "Wait." The day I get married, I will laugh for you." I said, "The day you get married, I will cry for you." Cry, laugh, let's waste it all together. Old love will not end in the palm of your hand or in your footsteps. Relive it So yesterday's good night did not need wine and delicacies to embellish the scenes of rose-like laughter. Who is singing the ancient and familiar song? Such broken notes dare to sing happily, just like the limbs are delayed, fearful and gorgeous, should I still hesitate? Haha, I know this is the plot of my own love poem, when no one else can replace the wishes we made under the shooting stars and shed tears, but always with each other by our side, we are willing to see how unfathomable the future will be---- ----- The sad Annie screamed "I love you, this is my disaster". What kind of love can be said? There is also a disaster in our lives. This is the disaster we once feared. Although there is "Maple Leaf" will never say goodbye. Black June cut through the original perfect day. There were tears in my eyes, one heading east and one heading west, but they never shed. I was stubborn and weak. We still couldn't escape that terrible disaster. A strange place. , strange people and things, a child named Feng in the autistic heart, telling a story about maple leaves everywhere, a plot of love for maple leaves. During those days of picking up maple leaves, I was destined to be lonely, destined to flow back and forth in the sea of ??suffering. People know the reason, and those involved know that happiness will definitely have a happy result after it passes. BABY, is there another maple leaf plot? If we explore together in loneliness and darkness, we will definitely find each other's warm palms. As long as there is no crazy love, love poems, love -------- If we still love each other, please put down your backpack and use your hands to welcome another warm love. If you love each other, you have once seen a book that said: "A man is picking up maple leaves in the maple forest." , people passing by told him: 'After you finish picking up the maple leaves, happiness will follow.'" 6. Poems about love

The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it in the end, and I feel haggard for love. - Liu Yong's "Feng Qiwu"

The relationship between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together.

-Anonymous "The Book of Songs Bei Feng Beats the Drum"

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

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"

I don't have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind. -Li Shangyin's "Untitled"

We are married as husband and wife, and there is no doubt about their love. - Su Wu's "Wedding Hair as Husband and Wife"

Holding hands and looking into each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. - Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell"

Tears asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. - Ouyang Xiu's "One of Two Poems about Butterfly Love Flower" 7. Some classic poems about love

A fair lady, a gentleman is a good man.

--The Book of Songs of the Spring and Autumn Period (one of the poems in "National Style") Zhou Nan Guan Ju Guan Guan Ju Jiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman is fond of quarrels.

The waterlilies are mixed and flowing from left to right. A graceful lady, I long for her.

I can’t get what I want, so I sleep hard and think about it. Leisurely leisurely, tossing and turning.

Pick the waterlilies from left and right. A graceful lady, she is a friend of the piano and the harp.

There are various water-lilies, left and right. The fair lady is played with bells and drums.

Classic Love Poems 2. When heaven and earth are in harmony, I dare to be with you! --Han Han Yuefu Shangxie Shangxie! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, I dare to be with you! Classic Love Poems 3. I hope you will pick more of them, as this is the most lovesick thing.

-- Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty Acacia Red beans grow in the southern country. How many branches will they sprout when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing. Classic Love Poems 4. The human face doesn’t know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

--Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty, inscribed in Nanzhuang, Capital City. On this day last year, in this gate, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

Classic Love Poems 4. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It means there is no sunshine but sunshine. --Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, Bamboo Branch Poems (3) The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is at the same level, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It means there is no sunshine but sunshine. Classic Love Verses 5. Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but it was not clouds except Wushan.

--Li Si, Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.

Classic love poem 6. The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears until dawn. - Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Farewell (two poems) Pingping is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February.

The spring breeze blows ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when the bead curtain is rolled up. Passionate but always seeming ruthless, I can't laugh in front of you.

The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears for others until dawn. Classic love poem 7. It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

--Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Untitled It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.

When I look in the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue birds are diligent in visiting.

Classic love poem 8. I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind. --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, Untitled The stars and the wind last night were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang.

I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind. Separate seats are served with spring wine to warm them up, and separate seats are covered with candles and covered with red lamps.

I listened to the drums and went to answer the officials, walking around Malantai and turning around. Classic love poem 9. This love can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time! --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Jinse The Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of my good years.

Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke.

This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time! Classic Love Poems 10. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Night rain sent to the north. You asked about the return date but it has not been scheduled yet. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.

How can I cut off the candles from the west window and say that it rains at night in Bashan? Classic Love Poems 11. Flowers bloom and must be broken, but don’t wait until there are no flowers left to break branches.

--Du Qiuniang of the Tang Dynasty, Golden Threaded Clothes I advise you not to cherish your golden threaded clothes; I advise you to cherish your youth. Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don’t wait to break branches when there are no flowers left.

Classic Love Poems 12. I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever.

--Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret is the first long song in ancient and modern times. Because the poem is too long, it is not excerpted. However, the famous lines in the poem are such as "It's hard to give up on natural beauty", "Looking back and smiling a hundred times." "You are beautiful", "A pear blossom brings rain in spring", "When no one is whispering in the middle of the night", etc., can also be used for love. Classic Love Poems 13. Wine enters the heart of sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness.

--Fan Zhongyan and Su Muzhe of the Northern Song Dynasty The sky is blue and the leaves are yellow. The autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the waves are green and cold.

The mountains reflect the setting sun and catch the water. The grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

The soul of the dark country, the thoughts of the journey. Every night, good dreams keep people sleeping.

The bright moon rests on the tall building alone. The wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.

Classic Love Poems 14. If love lasts for a long time, how can it last forever? -- Qin Guan, Magpie Bridge Immortal, Northern Song Dynasty The clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world. Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't help but look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home.

If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? Classic Love Poems 15. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. Where will you wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. --Liu Yong, Rain and Linling, Northern Song Dynasty. The cicadas are mournful, facing the Changting Pavilion at night, and the showers are beginning to stop.

There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia. Holding hands and looking at the tears in the eyes, there was no rain to choke them.

Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, and the mist sinks into the sky. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have been saddened by farewell, and even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival! Where will you wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon.

The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? 8. 15 ancient poems about family love

1. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. (Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty: "The Wandering Son")

2. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees. (Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty: "Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th")

3. During the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, shadows in front of lanterns hugging one's knees accompany me. I think that when I sit at home late at night, I should talk about people traveling far away. (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: "Handan Winter Solstice Homesickness")

4. The childish boy held up his clothes and asked: Why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns? (Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty: "Going Home")

5. When a young boy leaves home and his eldest brother comes back, his local pronunciation has not changed and his hair on his temples has faded. When children see each other but don't recognize each other, they laugh and ask where the guest comes from. (He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty: "Returning to Hometown Occasionally")

6. The audio book outside the mountains ends, and the winter returns to spring. I feel even more timid when I'm close to my hometown and don't dare to ask anyone. (Early Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty: "Crossing the Han River")

7. Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water. The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging. Hai Ri is born and the night is over, Jiang Chun people are in the old year. Where can I find the hometown book? It's near Yanluoyang. (Wangwan of the Tang Dynasty: "Under the Cibeigu Mountain")

8. Hu Ma followed the north wind and crossed the southern branches of the bird's nest. ——(Nineteen Ancient Poems "Travel Again")

9. Being a parent is the best in the world; being a child is the most filial in the world. ——("Proverbs Lian Bi")

10. I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. ——("Weicheng Song" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty)

11. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown. ——(Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" of the Tang Dynasty)

12. When the young man left home and his elder brother returned home, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded. ——(Tang He Zhizhang's "Returning to Hometown")

13. My mother is one hundred years old and she often reads eighty children. ——("Song of Encouraging Filial Piety")

14. Parents are of high moral character; their children are well-educated. ——("Proverbs Couplet")

15. Where is my hometown? You can forget it unless you are drunk. ——(Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty, "Bodhisattva Man")

16. The mother said that the child was lying dry, while the mother said the child was sleeping wet. ——("Song of Encouragement for Filial Piety")

17. The mother's instrument hangs down and the tube is glowing, and the night stand in Wusu is silent. ——("Collection of Proverbs")

18. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don't know who is missing my autumn thoughts. ——(Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty, "Looking at the Moon on the Night of the Fifteenth and Mailing it to Du Langzhong")

19. Elegies can be used as weeping, and distant views can be used as homecomings.

——(Han Yuefu Folk Song "Elegy")