1, I want to see Wan Li,
Think about it and listen to the class on the third night of this month.
2. The smoke is full of clouds, and the wind shakes Xu Laizhu.
Empty steps with dew, cold rain floating yellow flowers crying.
3, the bright moon shines in the cold wind, and the empty valley and the deep mountain call the loving father.
Frost grass withers, white horse sings dutiful son.
4, heartbroken hate Taiwan, who asked hate Taiwan after education?
The blood on the moonlit night is exhausted, and I send my grief on the moonlit night.