Just at this moment, I saw a few white cranes on the looming pavilion, holding their heads high and looking east, with no feelings.
Zuo is one of the works of Zhou, a poet in Yuan Dynasty.
Excerpt from the original:
Fei long has made ten worships today, and is far from home.
Chuanzhen Gong Yue is a symbol of chastity, and the pony in Xiwa jumps out of the water.
Fu Lang didn't dare to stay long, and the trip lasted for four years and tens of thousands of miles.
Riding the Luanhe Palace in the summer of Qing Dynasty, killing ministers and playing Weihe River.
High-spirited, eight-foot hill and majestic, first thirsty and bamboo ears.
Snow and ink dye the double-body county hair, and the fog wind has a tail.
In the Zhu group, the gold plate is tuo, and the square pupil is sandwiched between mirrors.
I want to soar in the sky, but do nothing.
The yellow beard is covered in clothes, just like a lingering promise.
Long live your prostrate voice, the first autumn wind is bright and beautiful.
Jiuzhong Cave opens the entrance of the pavilion, and the clothes are shining.
The painter wrote a wonderful copy to capture the gods and worship them in the imperial bed.
About the author:
Zhou (1298-1369), a native of Poyang County, Raozhou, was a calligrapher and writer in Yuan Dynasty. The South China Sea Princess Book was given by Yin and later compiled by Hanlin. Zhang Shicheng, who was surrendered at Pingjiang, worshipped Zuo Cheng in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and stayed at Pingjiang for more than ten years.