The Space Imagination Poems of the Ancient People

Song: A cup of wine in the universe depends on the lake. Where are the green hills and the smoke water? The wind and waves blowing from the other shore and the wailing of the fish dragon in the middle of the night can shake my poem. Li Bai was drunk and unconscious, which caused doubts. Yes, yes, the sky is rough and the snow is fuzzy. I am so pale and white-haired, and I still laugh at you today. The message is that herons and gulls are friends, but fortunately, there is no smoke at the bottom of the water. I also passed away, who left me?