The following are my answers to other users for your reference. Hairpin Phoenix - Lu You red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, full of spring color palace wall willow. The east wind is evil, the pleasure is thin, a cup of sadness, a few years away from the rope. Re! Re! Wrong! The spring is as old as the past, the people are empty and thin, tear marks red worry shark raw silk through. The peach blossoms are falling, the pool is empty, although the mountain alliance is there, it is hard to trust the brocade letter. I'm not going to be able to do that!　　　　　　　The Hairpin Phoenix - Tang Wan The world is thin, the people are evil, the rain sends the dusk flowers to fall easily. The wind has dried up and the tears are left behind. I want to write down my heart, but I have to speak alone in the slanting appendix. Difficult! Difficult! It is difficult! People have become different from each other, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is often like a swinging rope. The sound of the horn is cold and the night is late. I am afraid of being asked, so I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. Tang Wan was originally Lu You's cousin, and the two were very much in love after they got married, but Lu You's mother disliked her daughter-in-law. However, Lu You's mother disliked her daughter-in-law. Under the oppression of the old feudal rites, the two of them were finally forced to divorce. Later, Tang Bowls remarried to Zhao Shicheng, and Lu You took another wife. In the spring of 1155 A.D., Lu You went to the Shen Garden to play, and met Tang Wan by chance, and both of them were very sad. Lu You sentimentally inscribed the words "Hairpin Phoenix" on the wall. Tang Wan could not bear the excitement and died soon after returning. Lu You twenty years old (Shaoxing fourteen) and Tang Wan combined, it is not expected that Tang Wan's talent and Lu You's intimate feelings, caused by Lu's mother's dissatisfaction (a woman without talent is virtue), in the suppression of feudalism, although all kinds of pleading, finally came to the point of "holding hands and looking at each other in tears," what is expected, the fate of this pair of lovers in the twenty years of Shaoxing, and the Yumo Temple in the south of the city, and the two were very sad. In the 20th year of Shaoxing, this pair of lovers unexpectedly met in the Shen Garden of Yushu Temple in the south of the city, and Lu You was "disappointed for a long time", and inscribed a song "Hairpin Phoenix" on the wall of the Shen Garden, and said goodbye to him. Tang Wan read this word, and its words, soon to be depressed and sad and died. Thereafter, Lu You north against the gold, and then turned to Sichuan and Sichuan post, decades of stormy career, still can not dispel the poet's heart of attachment, in his sixty-seven years old, revisited the Shen garden, see the year the title "hairpin phoenix" half of the broken wall, after forty years of handwriting, although the words have been fuzzy, he is still tearful stained lapel, write a poem to remember this matter, the small preface of the poem said: "yu trace temple south of the Shen's small garden In the poem, he mourns Tang Wan: "Who will tell me that I am heartbroken on the way to the spring? Broken clouds and dreams." After Lu You seventy-five years old, living in the vicinity of the Shen Garden, "every city, must climb the temple to look out, can not win the feelings", wrote a poem "Shen Garden": "dream breaks incense disappears for forty years, the Shen Garden willow is not old blowing mian, this body line for the jiShanShi soil, still hanging traces of a HyunYan," just before the death of Lu You a year ago, he was still writing a poem. Just one year before Lu You's death, he was still writing poems of remembrance: "Shen Garden flowers like brocade, half of the year to recognize the release of the Weng, but also believe that the beauty of the end of the earth, can not stand the dream is too hasty!" This is a kind of deep and unspoken, suffocating love, can be in the forty years after the death is still constantly being people sincerely mourn, really a kind of happiness.