When I opened the computer, find you are not online, my mood is the same boredom and restlessness, my mood is so disappointed and upset, my mood is so heavy and loss.
I'm waiting for you, I think your avatar will suddenly become bright, however, the miracle has never happened, I was completely disappointed, I feel the taste of suffering, I received the ravages of waiting, I realized that to look forward to.
What are you doing? I'm not afraid of you not to talk to me, I was worried about what happens to you, make blind and disorderly conjectures made me more nervous. I'm not afraid of you no come, or forget me, that's nothing, I really worry about you, what the hell are you doing? Is it right? Disease? Or encountered any trouble? Is it right? Get? Or a bad mood? I really don't know, I can not and you contact? Really makes me anxious, it makes my heart ache.
I a person sit in front of the computer, his head in the clouds for a miracle to come, however, you still did not come, my heart an unsettled state of mind, is really on pins and blanket, maybe you don't believe. However, I hope you can understand my feelings.
One can 't obstruct this mutual flow of souls. A lull - love re-shuttles between the poles.
But the poet more lives, medium, but Jun.
Not the blood and tears drip Acacia throw red beans, endless spring willow full of flowers, painted floor.
鼎湖当曰弃人间， 破敌收京下玉关， 痛哭六军俱缟素，冲冠一怒为红颜!
Dinghu when the total charge of Beijing, abandon, jade, and six army are easily, red crown anger as a confidante!
Of the hope, Xiyi to hoyt. The tree is in autumn, the afterglow mountains.
As always the romantic fear adieu the most,
Through a mist that makes five rivers one, We bid each other a sad farewell, we two officials going opposite ways. A bosom friend afar brings a distant land near.
The wind's stopped, the earth fragrant, but petals have fallen, rising late, I'm too weary to dress my hair. Thought these remain, everything's meaningless since I lost my loved ones. Before I can speak, tears flow down my cheeks.
I shall think of you in a floating cloud; so in the sunset think of me.
Henchman injured sincerity worthy and fear, grief is healing.