Author: Zheng Xie?
The wind is blowing, the moon is faint, and the husband who works is cold! ?
There are thousands of volumes hidden in the belly of a book of poems, but there is no money string at the bedside.
Don't scare the yellow-tailed dog when going out, and don't interfere with the green flowerpot when climbing over the wall.
It costs me money to put on clothes and pack up my ambitions at night and start over.
Sand lodge in Lishe mine field meets night guests.
The yellow rain is raining in the village by the river, and the greenwood vendor knows it at night.
I'm glad you don't have to avoid each other. The world is now half a monarch.