A poem of literary perfection.

There is no dust on a clear night, and the moonlight is like silver. When you pour the wine, you must be full of ten points. -Su Shi's "Writing to the Stars"

There should be something in the world, and it is sweet and beautiful, not at my door. -Xin Qiji's "Ode to Jade Music"

Old tours are hard to find anywhere. Nowhere to find, only a teenager's heart. -Zhang Liangneng's "The Hill"

I miss my hometown, but I can't go back to it. This poem is a token of my love. -Li Bai's "Send to Ang, Leave to Bazhong"

Facing the trees and leaves of other countries, I am lonely in the cold night. -Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on the Dam"

Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny. -Su Shi's Ding Fengbo

Snow comes in late spring, which means the flowers in the courtyard are flying. -Han Yu's Chun Xue

Needless to say, everything turns empty and dreams without turning your head. -Su Shi's Xijiang Moon

The high sentiment has vanished, and I don't dream with Lihua. -Su Shi's Xijiang Moon

When you are exhausted, you still need pears. -Li Qingzhao's "Transfer to Fang Ting Cao Fang Pond"

At that time, I loved shrinking mountains and rivers, and one night I took all the stars and the moon with me. -Qian Fang's "Giving Tiantai Ye Zun Shi"

Thin shadows are oblique, reflecting the West Lake in the distance; Dimfragrance wafted in and accompanied the dusk in jathyapple for a long time. -Zhang Dai's "Bugu Zhongshan Xu Mei"

Come to a quiet place at leisure and be crazy about poetry and wine. It's not too late to sing a song, which is full of vast lakes and seas. -Shen Fu's Six Chapters of a Floating Life