In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, birds fly home on clear lakes and white beaches, leaves fall like the waves of waterfalls, and I watch the long river always roll forward.
The bird's hair is like a white ribbon, perching on the chestnut branches in front of my courtyard. Macaques come to pick up chestnuts in the middle of the night, and a pair of Lin Feiyue.
You came from Xianyang to ask me why I worked so hard. It's not enough to bathe a monkey in the crown, but also to ride a local cow at the east foot.
The tiger listened to the movement of the golden chin, and the monkey offered honey and snow.