Yun Qi (1)
The river faces the sea and the stream faces the stream, and the distance is close to the height. Treasure to treasure, amber to glass. Roasted peach, Liu Yiyi, horseshoe longan. Holding the moon in his hand, his clothes are full of flowers. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Come to the future, close to sparse, and come to the past tomorrow. See your opponent soon, relaxed and happy. A swift horse, a pheasant, dusk to dawn. Talk about shock and learn from China and the West. The moon is hanging in the sky, and the stars in the pool shine with a game of chess.