Xiaoxiao under the wind and rain

See Qingxi stealing the moon beast

When he went around Gucheng, he accidentally injured the annual ring.

I understand the bitterness of early autumn

The sound of rain remains in the blank space

Red candle, bitter wine, white light

He is a neighbor ten miles away

Sauvignon Blanc only a few times

I'm used to this for years

The bright moon is miserable for no reason

Seeing empty branches again on a snowy night

Old things are so deeply affectionate that it’s hard to recognize them

Tears fall like white hair and are not counted

Can it still be done?

At the foot of the mountain is a red candle that is hard to put out

When I walked there, I met him and he was exhausted.

Love turns into hate and becomes two people next to each other

It is the fault of the mortal world to call a deer a horse

I've been waiting for the wind to blow through the mountains and forests

It's rare that you are the only one left who keeps your promise

Falling flowers and water are not lost because of time

Each other's worries are buried in each other's hearts