1, "Four Musts": The ancients learned nothing and achieved something when they were old. What you get on paper is so shallow that you never know what you have to do. The ancients spared no effort in their studies, and often achieved nothing when they were old. After all, the knowledge gained from books is not perfect. If you want to understand the truth deeply, you must practice it yourself.
2, "Book Anger": I knew that the world was difficult at an early age, and the Central Plains looked at the mountains. It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse. Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded. Real name first, who is better than one thousand years! When I was young, I was determined to explore the northern Central Plains. I didn't expect it to be so difficult. I often look north at the Central Plains, my blood is boiling, and my grievances are like mountains. I remember beating up the nomads from Guazhou and releasing warships on a snowy night. The autumn wind swept Ma Benteng, recovering the good news of the big three passes.
3, "Dayton": It's strange to be short of fame, and I have become a diaosi in my life. What is the beauty and poverty of tower wine? I wonder if the barrel handle will come back in spring. There should be a number of black flags wandering souls, and white clothes will always serve. To the east of the fish beam and to the north of the cowshed, no one in the world can know this kind of sorrow. When I was young, I worshipped fame, and I was always ambitious to make achievements. I am very conceited and different. Later, I experienced a lifetime of hardships and setbacks, and my old age was like frost. What does the food and wine of the powerful people upstairs have to do with the poor?
When I went to Qiu Lai in the spring, the political situation of the imperial court changed. I am old and weak, and I know nothing about the Jianghu. In the land captured by the rulers in the north, there are wandering and homeless followers. Ordinary people want to serve their country, but they never have a chance. I wasted my years, living in the east of the fishing pond and the north of the cowshed, waiting for my aging. Who can understand this misery?