Personnel, the most embarrassing thing, still has to be made public. Be a wild crane floating in the clouds, wandering in prosperity or loneliness, simple, happy and free and easy. The years are young, it's good to have you, and it's good to have you around.
Burn incense and pray, may everything be well, may time slow down, and may there be true feelings in the world that will live up to infatuated people. Stop-and-go, or the most relaxing scenery on earth, or the most unforgettable fireworks.
To be a wild crane in the clouds, a carefree paradise, without too many pursuits, without too many gains and losses, is ordinary and simple. If you have nothing to do, just chat with your friends. Just read the text if you have nothing to do.
Keep mountains and rivers, keep a normal heart and keep a peaceful mind. Listen to the wind, listen to the quiet singing of the river, look at the stars, look at the moon, and look at the farm lights. To be an idle person, you don't have to worry about human accidents or being busy and haggard.
Let the fleeting time pass gently, let the breeze blow slowly, feel all the beauty of the moment and enjoy the life of the moment. Watch butterflies flying freely on the earth, fish and shrimp are free, and birds walk together.
Be a wild crane in the clouds, keeping company with poetry and nature. Calm but not dusty, free and easy but not vulgar, leaving only a touch of ink, and peace of mind. Occasionally miss an old friend, talk to myself, and occasionally feel sorry for the beautiful scenery.
I think of the ancients, the literati, the desolation behind those legends, and the helplessness. I think of Su Dongpo, his untimely, his relegation, Xin Qiji, his concern for the country and the people, and his generosity and selflessness. I thought of the wild cranes and mountains and rivers here. (Editor in charge: Deputy Editor-in-Chief)