Ask the literati to write a poem for my younger brother.

I used to laugh at these flowers,

I don't love Palace Que, but I love Yaochi.

Several places where Yuanyang in Shazhu is happy,

Laugh when the white sand flies.

Soldiers on the battlefield are as angry as frost.

The yellow sand is flying and the fragrance is overflowing.

I like to watch colorful waterfalls when I am drunk.

Holding the long arm, I slapped myself.

What do these two words mean?

Seek an explanation