七月七日长生殿，夜半无人私语时。在天愿作比翼鸟，在地愿为连理枝。——白居易《长恨歌》
On seventh day of seventh moon none was near, at midnight in Long-life Hall he whispered in her ear: "On high we would be two birds flying wing to wing; on earth two trees with branches from spring to spring". ——Bai Juyi Song of Everlasting Sorrow
