Swinging courtyard with sparse stars and pale moon,
The sad clouds hate the rain and hibiscus noodles.
The sad swallow leaves a red line on its feet,
Annoying Luan Ying fanned around.
Water smoke sinks in the beast's furnace,
The remaining flowers in the green marsh.
One line is written as the story of lovesickness.
—Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hongqiu"