Wan Li stratus clouds, Qian Shan sunset snow, only to whom? _ _ _ _ Yuan Haowen's Touching Fish, Ci/Mai Beitang "
Facing the trees and leaves of other countries, I am lonely in the cold night. _ _ _ _ Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on Bashang"
How much is an inch of tenderness? Thin pillow, dream back to peace, drizzle in the morning. _ _ _ _ Hui Hong's Jade Case, Silk Huai Changting Road
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's four poems about the bright moon (I)
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun. _ _ _ _ Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone?"
High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Sauvignon Blanc I
Who is alone with * * * on Mid-Autumn Festival? Looking at the north sadly. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon" is a big dream on earth
On all sides of the mountains, the snow reflected the cold night, sitting in the candlelight night, I am a stranger here. _ _ _ _ Cui Tu's Except Night/Bashan Road, Except Night Book/Except Night.
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. _ _ _ _ Jiang Xue of Liu Zongyuan
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's four poems about the bright moon (I)
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain
Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. _ _ _ _ Nalan Xingde's Meet Again in the Deep of Qulan.
Loneliness and sadness, but also self-dispatch, self-control sadness. _ _ _ _ Gong Zizhen's "Langtaosha, Writing Dreams"
Thousands of miles away, the cool color is far away, the boat is deep in the reeds, and the flute is on the moon floor. _ _ _ _ Li Yu's Looking South, Dreaming Far "
The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. _ _ _ _ Fan Zhongyan's "Su Curtain Covers Nostalgia"
Invite the bright moon to the wine curtain, and the wind will penetrate the screen window. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Youth Tour Runzhou Works
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Bamboo House
Gao Che Li Fu filled the capital, and you were brilliant, and you were haggard. _ _ _ _ Du Fu and Li Bai's Two Dreams (Part Two)
I haven't even dreamed of going home in ten years. At this time, I am independent of the mountains and rivers. _ _ _ _ Xie Fangde's Wuyi Mountain
It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. _ _ _ _ Yue Fei's "The Hill Can't Stop Crying Last Night"
Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky. _ _ _ _ Han Yu's Late Spring
I will be alone with you when the flowers bloom and the waves fall. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Summer Scenery of He Xinlang