Now he's dead and buried. I don't know when Nong will die. According to those who bury flowers today, who will be buried tomorrow? ?
If only my art could make me famous. The official asked for sick leave because of his old age. Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . ?
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow. ?
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. ?
Teenagers do not know the taste of sorrow, fall in love with the floor, fall in love with the floor, and talk about sorrow for assigning new words; Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.