Write a poem about Wang Xizhi observing everything in the universe between pitches.

Yonghe, nine years old, will be in Lanting, which is located in Huiji Mountain. It's also a matter of repair. The talents are complete, and the small ones are long and salty. There are mountains, forests, bamboos, clear streams and turbulent reflection belts, which are thought to be flowing and winding. Sitting next to it, although it is not as prosperous as a string, it is enough to talk about love. It's a sunny day. The weather is fine and the breeze is warm. I look up at the vastness of the universe and overlook the richness of categories, so I am comfortable enough to watch and listen as much as I can. I believe in coke! Whether a lady is pitching all her life, or holding arms to realize the words of one room; Or because of entrustment, go with the flow; Although the fun is different, the calmness is different. When they are happy with what they have encountered, they are temporarily satisfied with themselves, and they will soon be self-sufficient. They don't know that old age is coming, and what they have is embarrassing, emotional and emotional! I'm happy. I think I'm old between pitches, but I'm still happy. What happened? ! The ancients said that life and death are great, so it hurts! Every time I take care of the reasons why the ancients were excited, if they are United, they will pay tribute to the words, which is incomprehensible. Knowing that a dead life is a false birthday and the destruction of Peng Qi is a mistake. The future sees the present, and it is also from the present that the past is changing. Sad husband! Therefore, when people list records, although the world is different, they will be happy with it, and people who follow it will feel gentle!