Xin Qiji's Translation of Partridge and Giving it away.

After singing, the tears haven't stopped. Don't talk about fame and revenge. Let's just have a drink.

Looking up, water and sky are connected, as if sending the trees on both sides to infinity. Dark clouds with rain buried the mountains in half.

There are many things that make people resent through the ages. Is it sad only to leave? Will the party make people happy?

It's dangerous to be in high winds and high waves, but in contrast, how can the road of life be difficult?