The parting days are too long
Throbbing pen edge
A tearful piece of paper
It tells the bitterness of autumn lovesickness
Hazy moonlight
Playing with the strings of the autumn wind
Distant bamboo buildings
The flickering back of the candle
Looking out at the greetings of the geese
Blank staring
Half asleep and half awake
The loneliness of the night lingers after waking up from drinking
Grass grows in the season when warblers fly
The swallows that came home were holding the new mud
I can't see you coming back
On summer nights, the moon is clear
The blood-crying zizhi stained the half-awake dream red
Courtyard for autumn nights
Quiet sycamore
Looking forward to the greetings of the West Building
Winter snow lies outside the window
Listen to the sorrow of the lone lamp
There is no postman's quilt
Can only look forward to the footsteps of spring
Not at home
But did not leave
Dreams of family love are always after repentance