From the poem "A Gift to Li Xiucai of Daluoshan" written by Xu Zhao of the Song Dynasty
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To a Li Xiucai of Daluoshan
I am a guest on Daluo Mountain, and my future master is a clan relative.
It is not because of poetry that one suffers, but it makes one's life poor.
In the famine years, the family is large, and the hair on the temples is new in a few days.
If you encounter disaster again and again, the false star will shine upon you.