"I do not dare to speak in a loud voice, I fear to disturb the people in heaven."

"What place under heaven most hurts the heart? Laolao Ting, for seeing visitors off. The spring wind knows how bitter it is to part, The willow twig will never again be green."

"My white hair stretches thirty thousand feet—such is the length of my sorrow!"

"The birds have vanished into the sky and now the last cloud drains away. We sit together the mountain and me, until only the mountain remains."

"You ask for what reason I stay on the green mountain, I smile, but do not answer, my heart is at leisure. Peach blossom is carried far off by flowing water, Apart, I have heaven and earth in the human…"