1. Don’t ask about your return journey when you set out. The clouds are floating thousands of miles away and you are like a ship. The ink is splashed all day long, the writing is blurred by the strong wind, and the book is filled with madness.

2. The Luo belt has not yet formed a concentric knot, and the tide at the head of the river has subsided.

3. When I look at my husband, the river turns into stone and I don’t look back.

4. The drunken moon is leisurely, and the stone-washing rests. Water can cultivate feelings, and flowers can melt sorrow.

5. People come with letters like autumn birds, and leave without trace like spring dreams.

6. The Yellow River falls from the sky and flows through the East China Sea, thousands of miles are written in the mind.

7. There is beauty in the depths of a hundred flowers, but no one in the world knows it. The small courtyard is half shaded, and the old temple has three feet of grass. The autumn wind has not forgotten it, sweeping away the fallen leaves again. This place is better than Taoyuan, but people are getting older.

8. The most shocking thing to say is that we will live and die together in this life.

9. Hold a sail and catch half a wisp of clouds, and travel across the mountains and rivers for 8,800 miles. I would come and stay under the bridge at night, listen to a new play, and sing four hundred and forty lines in a low voice.

10. You can’t write a word when you wake up and return home. The best way to know autumn is when you say goodbye to fallen leaves.

11. The stars are scarce at dawn, and the moon is sinking in the west. The flying geese at dawn fly low and cannot send out fragrant sounds.

12. Month after month is similar, but year after year is different. It is rare to find leisure in the world, and everything that concerns you is half-empty.

13. Waves ripple across the distant mountains, and a smile captivates the city.

14. When the moon is dark, you can see fishing lanterns and a single firefly. A slight breeze stirred up the waves, scattering stars all over the river.

15. What is called staying together forever is separation. Those who told us not to forget each other disappeared. It's hard to be full of joy and sorrow, and things in the world are never as you wish.

16. Unless there are loess and white bones, I will keep you safe for a hundred years.

17. The autumn wind sends the geese silently, and all the old friends in the cold feathers return home.

18. The homeland is three thousand miles away, and I have been in the palace for twenty years. With a cry of He Manzi, tears fell in front of you.

19. The slightest amount of dust replenishes the mountains and seas; the last light of a firefly candle adds brightness to the sun and the moon.

20. I hope you will have wings and become a northern fish.

21. There is not much intention to return, so I pretend to be surrounded.