Five-character-ancient-verse
Your grasses up north are as blue as jade,
Our mulberries here curve green-threaded branches;
And at last you think of returning home,
Now when my heart is almost broken....
O breeze of the spring, since I dare not know you,
Why part the silk curtains by my bed?

五言古詩
李白
春思

燕草如碧絲， 秦桑低綠枝；
當君懷歸日， 是妾斷腸時。
春風不相識， 何事入羅幃？