Heavy rain falls on Youyan,
White waves surge into the sky,
Fishing boats outside Qinhuangdao.
There is no ocean in sight.
Who do you know?
Thousands of years have passed since then,
Wei Wu whipped his whip,
There is a posthumous chapter on Jieshi in the east.
The bleak autumn wind is here again today,
The human world has changed
A poem by Chairman Shu