A poem about Sun Shangxiang.

"Linjiang Xianzi" Sun Shangxiang

Red plum gives birth to cold snow,

Can't see the spring eyebrows open.

Open the porch and worry about watching the sunset.

Lonely smoke even the waning moon, the wild wind is deep and hazy.

A good woman is even more fragrant than Wu, with a long bow and heavy makeup.

Jin Dian Gan Gao Kun Tang Worship

I have trusted Bashu all my life, but I don't love you.