Looking at the fireflies in the past, the three brothers walked freely.
Flowers are similar year after year, and people are different year after year.
Full of worries and nowhere to sigh, sitting in the middle of the night in vain.
Teenagers are determined to stand on their own feet and bow to the governor.
Although Jiuqu Tian Tong Road is broken, there is no need to worry.
I don't know how to ask before I see my parents tired.
The wind blows and the rain blows, how difficult it is to turn dragons into bones.
Even so, young people are ignorant and panic.
Men swallow mountains and rivers in awe, and tears cannot go with the wind.
Farewell my concubine eats bones and hurts the body, and the world is more affectionate.
Life is endless, and fame is more worrying than dreams.
Teenagers are sad for no reason and lonely on a moonlit night.
Knowing that poetry has rules, I am upset and upset the rules.
Tang poetry is boundless and uninhibited, but I enjoy it, but my brushwork can't catch it.
Only young people are worried, and the sky is full of white clouds and bodhi.