I want a love poem. I love Yuanyuan Shen all my life.

Life and death are the same.

Be grateful all your life,

When will the world end?

Only in cities and counties,

Love the Lord out of the palace.

Trouble is hard to get rid of,

The far-reaching official is in the east.

Beyond the distant mountains and grasslands.

As soon as I went to Yangzijin, Yangzhou,

I have never met a senior general.

A broken chrysanthemum is so worrying,

The dust in the world doubts you.

I only saw a flower in Li Tang.

Love will remember others from a tall tree.

Shen Yin dare not complain about the spring breeze.

Cicada sings in the distance and rises in autumn.

It is not easy to be grateful when you are far away.